"Not a fucking library"

Aw that's sweet Linc. Your girlfriend might be a little upset and say "WTF broseph?" (this is probably a bad impression of your girlfriend). Also, I would like to meet my future husband face-to-face before I'm actually engaged (a girl can dream, right?)

I know it would look awesome and I'm tempted. But, considering what school I go to (the school where the college student you fucked shit your bed), I'm not sure how it would go over with the kind of douchey med students who think they are better than me to begin with.

I've never had a partner to lie to *sadness*

My friends were never like that. I was on the cross country team in high school and college and it was filled with guys who were very comfortable with their heterosexuality. I literally held hands with a straight guy for five minutes while watching a movie because he said "Why not? It looks like you need some support…

But I want to have sex, not remind everyone of death. I suppose being in medical school does that anyways.

The medical school here is having a masquerade ball this weekend, which means I get to dress up AND put a mask over my face while everyone gets drunk. Hopefully I can make the sex having with a future doctor!

Congratulations my good sir! That is such exciting news!

My erect penis? Is this a trick question?

All I'll say about COB is that sophomore year of high school is a point where many people don't understand themselves yet. Some do, and that's great. I personally was SO in denial about my sexuality that even when I got black out drunk I would talk about "wanting a girlfriend." So, maybe in a year things will be…

Since moving to DC, i thought metrosexuals were people who have sex on trains.

OK this whole "controversy" is ridiculous. We all know what Arquette meant. She simply didn't say it very eloquently. Maybe that could have been because she had just won an Oscar. Even in the press room, it's a euphoric and crazy. We all know she wants people to band together and help fight wage inequality. Why are we…

Damn. I was pretty drunk last night. Don't do an Oscar drinking game where the one rule is "drink if everything is terrible." Sorry for telling you to fuck off. A good night sleep helped me get over it. I still love Boyhood with all my heart, but agree to disagree I suppose.

So you didn't like Boyhood either? This means we are enemies now because obviously taste in movies dictate these sorts of thing.

So she lived?

Hey, sex is something!

I was walking home from brunch on Saturday and I got hot and took my jacket off during the snow storm and people gave me weird looks.

I had a Whiplash of a week, in the sense that I re-watched Whiplash and went from freaking about having no prospects for internship and final projects to having too many options. A fellow in minimally invasive gynecologic surgery wants me to help her create a database, analyze the data and write up the results for…

*sobs in Scrawler's arms*

I blacked out during the Oscars. Apparently I was here last night but I wouldn't know.