Oh my god Oh my god OH MY GOD.

I JUST TALKED WITH SUE.

Vicki and Lisa are stranded here tonight, and I wanted to call Sue about a recent discovery at Shoppers. It was VCF, which is Vaginal Contraceptive Film. I wanted to know what she thought about it, and if it affected the taste during oral sex.

Apparently, VFC contains nonoxynil-9, which I already knew, but what I DIDN'T know was that nonoxynil can give people an allergic reaction, namely, it can swell the lips of the person who is, uhm, servicing your parts. Ahem.

Oh, also, she doesn't think it's very reliable because it may not cover your cervix completely, so sperm can still get in. So, Sue did not give a glorious review of VCF, and then she started cross-examining me about the various other methods of birth-control/std control, etc. I was awesome, and countered her ideas with the fact that I'm NOT an irresponsible idiot (like some of the other callers I've heard), and that VCF was just one of many forms of prophylactics I have in my pleasure chest. I think I impressed her.

Okay, so, that was the technical aspects of the phone call.

But, seriously, I JUST TALKED WITH SUE.

This is like Moses talking to the burning bush. Huge, man. (no pun intended, heh heh).

Oh, and they spelled my name right. Two 'n's.

This has been the best fucking week EVER!!!!!!!!!!!