let's talk about sex, baby

Every spare moment I had today was devoted to learning about sex. Sexsexsex! We had a lovely nighttime midterm, so we had the whole day to study. We talked about it at lunch, supper, and every moment in between. It feels quite strange to get to the point where you are completely comfortable using phrases like "penile-vaginal intercourse", "point of ejaculation" and "semen isn't a significant source of fat" in the middle of a crowded library/dining hall. My mind has been in the gutter all day, and it's still there. Oh girls, we nailed that exam. ;o)

I got Chalet of the Swiss for supper, and they ran out of baked potatoes. It was disappointing. You can tell by that last sentence that nothing else of note happened today.

In other news, I'm really really le-tired right now. The rest of this week isn't looking too fun, but we'll see how it goes. Maybe something exciting will happen and I just don't know it yet. I can only hope for good (useful) physiology study sessions interrupted by delightful study breaks. Is that asking too much?

I want to move into my new room and I wish my feet weren't so cold all the time.