i almost forgot. after i saw marina at heb my dad brought up sex. like, he freaking asked "are you a picther or a catcher; and whichever you are, are you using protection?" i don't have sex regularly. and i don't know if i'm a "pitcher" or "catcher". being queer gives on the versatility to be subjective with positions...
whoa! i just got a weird mental picture of a chick doing a guy with a strap on.. disturbing! ::teeth gritted::...but i was like "WHAT THE FLUPP?!?!" how things changed from the idea being so abhorant that i had to stay at mikes to dicussing my sexual practices openly(well it has been a month,) but still. i definately deserved a "what the flupp!"
just in case anyone is concerned, i do use protection. thanks to scott, i collect protection. i've got a box full of assorted colors, flavors and scents.
but um, definately an awkward moment. i suppose i'm glad that he asked, but talking about the birds and bees.. or birds and birds.. or bees and bees, whatever was odd.
how does the birds and bees work by the way? like i can understand the bee part, because a bee polinates a flower.. if my thinking is correct. but i've never understood how a bird factors into it. if one of you enlightened people knows, please share the wealth