... I kissed the prettiest boy alive (you know who you are. Or do
you, actually? I am sure I have told you about this blog (I tell you
everything) but I would be extremely surprised if you‘d ever read it. Too busy
with your fabulous career and drop-dead gorgeous wife and those kids.).
Anyway, after we kissed we did some other stuff
(tee-hee). Other stuff that I have not done with anyone since. Yes, ladies and
gentlemen, I have kept my born-again virginity intact (tee-hee) for another
year! Yay! Two years of no sex!
Well, kind of, but not exactly. I mean, yeah, there was
that guy I was kind-of seeing and one time we did some stuff (or rather, I
should say, he did some stuff and I just laid there and enjoyed it). But,
technically, it was not the horizontal mamba and were I a real virgin before, I
would still have been afterwards (technically) so it does not count.
But, for obvious reasons (I am still without a job) there
will be no Feast of the Virgin this year. The Moet & Chandon will remain in
the back of the fridge. But the occasion will not go completely uncelebrated: I
have a bottle of a favorite wine that I was saving for when I got a new job. But
it is much cheaper than the Moet so I will treat myself to that. And I got a
bag of generic Funyuns at the dollar store yesterday and there may even be an
ice pole or two in the back of the freezer, so I am all set!