Yeah, you're just riding the high of being a hot, sexual person who can make shit happen. Enjoy it.
And go out flirting some more ;)

wahoo! Get some, Girl! Honestly, that butterfly-horniness phase can be pretty awesome, and I'd be reluctant to push it too far down. Maybe you should try thinking of Beast when it gets too bad?

I totally understand how you feel too. I don't know if I'm just an outrageously horny individual or what, but after I've had good sex, I will think about it night and day for at least 3 or 4 days.

I did that with one of my friends in college. We just decided to have sex casually, without the restrictions of a relationship. We still are friends now, four years later! Sometimes friends with benefits actually does work!!

Turn it into a FWB relationship? I had an excellent "one-night-stand" that ended up being a series of hookups because it was so damn good. We still hook up when we're both single.

I finished student teaching yesterday!!!!! I have one more project to finish (and pass) before I can apply for my teaching credential! I am so beyond excited!

Get into a long-term relationship. *ba dum tish*

It is sold at a liquor store about a block away from my house!

Boo. So sorry about that! Sometimes it's fun to embrace your inner rom-com cliche, ala Mindy from the Mindy Project. Feel better!

LOL! I was just about to post on here that I'm pretty sure Scalia can only get off if he is thinking about a Founding Father's orgy. His boner for them is so huge.

Founders' Intent when it confirms his own beliefs, of course.

I sharted while changing a blow out diaper at work this last week. Then I threw up. Luckily I was able to go home right away due to the throw up.

Happy birthday! I'm turning 34 next month so I can relate! Sometimes I feel like a 21 year old but my body isn't quite as resilient as it once was.

It's interesting. We tend to think pants shitting is a rare event, but it seems like if you get around to telling stories about it, almost everyone has one or two.

My little brother had a particularly rough 19th year, in which he got suspected Lyme disease, herpangina and enterocolitis; in the bout of enterocolitis, he shit his pant while in the church choir loft. This is one of my favorite stories to tell about that particular brother.

I now have an overwhelming urge to watch Bridesmaids.

I got food poisoning about a month ago from a diner that cross-contaminated something with some kind of nut. It was a Friday in Lent, I believe the first one, and I was trying to be a good Catholic by eating a fucking BREAKFAST BURRITO that seemed innocent enough. NOPE! Three bites in and I felt funny. Two hours…

I think I just chortled.