After 3 days of sex-related meetings, I must admit I'm a little worn out. Probably not so much from all the sex talk, but more due to having to be working for 72 hours straight. I do like my boss, but I get tired of mostly anyone, with some exceptions, after 3 days.

I've been spending the day doing laundry, and monitoring the state of my toilet. The toilet isn't flushing properly, so I've been having to fill up the tank with water manually. It's been fun. I'll have to get Delbert to take a look at it when I get back. In the meantime, I'll have to limit my liquid for the rest of the day.

I think the rest of my day will be spent watching Say Anything while laying on the couch, maybe with a bowl of corn chips. It's wiiiide open. Yup.

I watched a bit more of Supergirl last night, and I swear that the MTA University Chaplain plays a bad guy. It was quite distracting, and therefore not at all arousing. I almost feel like I should write him to tell him about it, but I don't know if he'd appreciate a former student writing him to tell him his face is featured on a low-budget German pornographic film.

Anyway, I'll be leaving for Toronto tomorrow morning and will be back on Tuesday. Then back to Moncton for the weekend. It's home for a rest.