I'm going through a strange couple of weeks. I keep thinking that it must be linked to my "cycle" because it sort of comes and goes, but all of the reading I've done make it seem like the timing is off. I'm ridiculously sex obsessed lately...

Have you ever seen that episode of Friends when its a Thanksgiving flash back, and Monica is newly thin and is trying to get back at Chandler for calling her fat, and decides to seduce him? You know that part where Rachel is tellling her that the best way to get a guy to make a move on you is to pretend that everything around you turns you on? Like "ooooh, this towel feels so good against my skin...." ? That's been me. Except not so much with towels, but more like having uncontrollable filthy daydreams about almost every male, and a select few females, that I've been coming into contact with on a daily basis.

Seriously, it's becoming exhausting.