I reviewed the options. It was 2:00 a.m. I was very alone. I could bang on the neighbors' door, but the neighbors were porn actors who appeared to be under-resourced in the brain department. I imagined myself doing the universal "I'm choking" gesture and them assuming I was dying to perform a blowjob.
Monday, March 09, 2009
Teaching, sex and death
Great post by Sirenita Lake on Open Salon, about a near-death experience.
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