Just finished watching yet another episode of CSI. Ahh..Wednesdays. My favourite day of the week. Nicely around the middle, with good TV to enjoy after a long day at work. A strange thought occurred to me right after tonight's episode. I suddenly realised I'd been celibate for almost 5 months. Yup. 5 months without any sexual contact whatever. Surprisingly, I find that I'm still functioning as usual, if not better. So at least there's some good news. Also, working my arse off and being too tired at the end of the day helps.

It is NOT easy, however. Everywhere I look, the temptation is there, taking many forms. I turn on the telly, and it's there as Ashanti tells Ja Rule just HOW she likes it. I drive to work, and I pass girls walking to the private college nearby with what I swear is spray on clothing. The internet..well let's not even go there. So how's a red blooded Taurean 20 something to survive? Check with me later. Am still figuring that out.

Urgh. Well, I suppose we have to miss some things to appreciate them. And right now, I think I'm missing a lot of things. Definitely. Oops, looks like a cold shower is in order.

I think I'll end this rather risque post. Goodnight, people.