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Dignity- by muffinmonster

So what is it about October that makes people want to have sex?

In the past few weeks, I've seen the passing of, I'm certain, at least ten birthdays on my friends list- and my own is tomorrow. Happy Birthday to us, July babies! And apologies for not sending happy birthday messages to each of you. That I've been somewhat overwhelmed up until a certain RL obligation lifted this week is something of an understatement. O_o

I am dead tired and sore, but I also feel somewhat accomplished and relieved. I donated ninety percent of my wardrobe to charity, which has allowed me to breathe easier in my own bedroom. The weekend with the AP's and the AR's went off without a hitch, though we were all stressed out in the run-up. And the Very Small People I teach are actually being quite delightful and cute and cooperative for the most part, which is fortunate, because I certainly can't run after them or carry them around.

Now, onwards to read the telepath trilogy, write, sew and plan...


Well, I know a lot of people with birthdays in Dec/Jan/Feb, which I attribute to the wellknown fact that in the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
'So what is it about October that makes people want to have sex?'

Actually it was my Dad's November 14th birthday that gave me my July 17th birthday.
I'm one of those spring birthdays.

Actually, there's nine months between my parent's wedding anniversary and my birthday, which I always thought was cool beyond beleif.