Sometimes I think it has a mind of its own. Like lately. For some reason, for the last week or so I have been getting inexplicably horny at the same point on my ride to work in the morning. It happens just before I get on the second bridge I cross before getting to work. I get tingle crotch, and I have no idea why. It’s not like I’m going over a rumble strip or anything. So what’s the deal? Aren’t bridges some kind of sexual symbol? Wait, but aren’t they more for a guy? Am I gay now? What is going on??? No, wait, it can’t be, because today the tingle crotch started earlier, on a different stretch of road. Then it came back at the bridge. I hope no one was looking at me in my car, because I was laughing hysterically like an idiot. Lucy and I have been joking about the whole tingle crotch thing the last couple of days, so when it happened again today, I just thought of us and started laughing like a hyena. I was also squirming all around in my seat, yelling, “Stop it, tingle crotch! No! Stop! Hee! Tingle crotch!!” Quite a sight for other motorists to see at 8:15 in the morning. I’m such an ass. But seriously, what is up with this? Maybe my crotch wants some action. I’m trying, tingles, I’m trying!! Boys? Help the tingle crotch. Is that too much to ask???

And I really can’t believe I just wrote a whole entry about my crotch. Happy Tuesday, everybody, to you and your crotches.

Celebrity Boyfriend of the Day: Kelly Slater
This is a little bit of an old school one, but you cannever go wrong with a hot surfer boy!

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2006-09-30 - Site Move & Favorite Entries
2006-09-25 - Evil Easter Bunnies & Rock Climbing!
2006-09-22 - Shameful-Purchase Hiding & A New Dentist Plan
2006-09-19 - Birthday Picture/Video Diary & The Wheelmobile
2006-09-14 - An Entry About Hall & Oates? Really?





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