OOOOHH YEA!

big thanks to pete for posting some witch doctor remedies to revive my wolfish libido, though as of right this very second they have failed to produce the desired results. but i told you this story, not because i want you to share in the roller-coaster ride that is my sexual health, but because i want to share this gem i found with you:

"She sat in the lab, all alone, hunched over looking through her microscope. Her long, silky blonde hair fell over her white lab coat. She sat up and stretched, reaching her hands high above her head. In the cold, sterile lab air, her nipples pressed against her starchy ironed shirt. She rubbed her shoulder and sighed. She wondered where her dashingly handsome coworker was at the moment. She looked out into space and thought about the way he looked in his lab coat. So sexy. He always looked so strong and tan, belying the long hours he worked trying to save the world one microbe at a time. Suddenly, she heard a noise in the hall that brought her back from her day dreams. She walked outside to go investigate. There he stood in a black shirt and grey slacks. Surprised, she stammered out a greeting."Forgot my notes." he said, ignoring her blunder. He secretly thought she was very pretty, although she was shy. Tonight, with her long blond hair loose around her shoulders she looked particularly appealling. Especially since he could see the outline of her pert, round breasts through her shirt...."

almost seems like it was written just for me, doesn't it? "one microbe at a time" really flips my switch...

sweet dreams, kids.