It's been 19 days.
19 days of zero cuddling (except for one drunken night with snardi, a tall, blonde, animal rights activist), zero kissing, zero tongue, zero fucking, zero sucking, NOTHING WHATSOEVER.
Although I have every right to screw and I am perfectly capable of finding some sort of helpless bloke in the wonderful world of college parties, I have not met one person who is worthy of the dirty deed. I actually have not even been to one of UCONN's world renowned "ragers". Surprisingly enough, I have had no desire to dust off those old beer goggles of mine.
So no dates for July. No flirting, no late night booty calls, no drunken hook-ups. Will I even think about giving into my cravings for sex?
The most pressing question: will this last? Will I give up or will I give in? I am fully aware of my capacity to "search-and-destroy". But am I still capable? What I mean to say is: did I leave my heart (and my mojo) in France?
On a sidenote, I did have a slight "ermehgehd" moment upon meeting a strapping young Parisian the other night. But ultimately, I know that him being from Paris was the only reason I found him attractive. Which is pitiful.
What happened to my sex drive? Why do I not find any of these good ol' American boys attractive? They talk loud and don't kiss each other. I am positive they all have boxer shorts on under their jeans. And I've been noticing a major lack of facial hair.
I'm also afraid my vibrator is going to short out on me.
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