Thursday, January 26, 2006

A day late and a dollar short.

OK, Elle and TheNambyPamby decided to start doing questions on Wednesdays that they are calling "The Hump-Day Mindfuck." You can participate if you want, or don't if you don't want, or just read other people's if that's your thing...or whatever. So, here we go.

1. For the Men: Boxers or Briefs? For the Ladies: Thong or Boyshorts?

If I have to choose, definitely the thong. Boyshorts are for women who are younger and with better asses than me...perhaps several years ago, but sadly, no longer. Besides, in my day to day life, thongs actually have some utility, what with the no panty lines and whatnot. For men, boxer-briefs or nothing. Boxers are good too, and can be kind of fun, but I do heart the boxer-brief.

2. What is the weirdest place you've ever had sex?

There are probably a few places I'm definitely not going to talk about on here, just because...well...I don't know, I'm just not. But, I did have sex on the trail (and I mean, right in the middle of the trail), at a national park at a time approximating high-noon. Also, the bathroom at a beach bar in Florida...that was truly spectacular since I think we thought we were being very sly and in reality EVERYONE who was there knew what was going on. Who says tequila isn't a good thing? That's all you're getting out of me on this one...a girl has to have a few secrets.

3. What is your policy on telling your significant other your "number"?

My policy on pretty much all things is "don't ask if you don't really want to know." I'm a big fan of a little thing called "the truth" and try to tell it most if not all of the time. This saves me from having to remember my lies, which is a big plus when your brain is being rotted out by aspartame day after day. That being said, normally I don't volunteer that kind of information, nor do I ask...who cares what happened before I met him? You can have a discussion about all the important stuff (ie: do you have any fun diseases I should know about?) without discussing specific numbers. One guy I dated during 1L year asked me if it was "more than 2? more than 5? HOW MANY IS IT THEN?" and I laughed right in his face, which went over about as well as you would imagine...but see, I TOLD him not to ask if he didn't really want to know.
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