Brain Pain

[spacedoll]

Saturday night is no time to be locked in a room writing about hyper-abstract theories of sexuality. And yet, here I am, perched in front of a computer and flanked by books and a white board containing one of the most complicated thought maps I've ever drawn out to write a paper

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[jette]

one story involved me peeing on a person I've never met before.

I get you and R. Kelly confused all the time.

[spacedoll]

I'm just an originator/instigator. Where else do you think he learned that?

[scosol]

god i hate having to retype things that lj's broken posting mechanism deletes...

>my paper about sexuality in Papua New Guinea.

"They sit around and smoke in really tall huts. When they get hungry they hunt. When they're not hungry and done smoking they fuck.
Also, the men invert their penises and store them inside the body cavity."

Done!

>one story involved me peeing on a person I've never met before

You don't remember that time we were walking and you ducked in to a doorway, and there was a bum on the ground?

>Or else I have a doppleganger of ill-repute.

We all have a doppelganger of ill repute, and we're all someone elses doppelganger of ill repute.

[spacedoll]

I think it's more likely that I *am* the doppleganger of ill repute.

Ooooooh, that's a great title for a story/poem.

"You don't remember that time we were walking and you ducked in to a doorway, and there was a bum on the ground?"

Uh,no. Perhaps this is how I accidentally pee on people, by not paying attention.