Sex, sex, sex. Every beautiful girl I pass (and working at a university, I pass a lot of them), sends my mind down that track. I just spend way too much time daydreaming. I wish I didn’t think about it, especially since, even if any of them were interested in me (which is funny enough, it’d land me a spot with Letterman), I couldn’t do anything about it. Just stop! Stop! sex, sex, sex, sex, sex….
Now see what you made me do! ;-)