At one point, in May, I declared Festival Week. I would sleep with a different guy every day for a week.
It began very well but then I missed Tuesday, so I had to start over, after which the second attempt at Festival Week went swimmingly.
Now I find myself declining casual sex because it means I’d have to take the subway.
I’m not sure what this shift portends but it can’t be good.
oh my god! me too! i just turned down sex in YOUR neighborhood cuz it was too far.
This is a bad bad day.
Is the NYC subway really that bad? Ive used the london and the sydney undergrounds, and apart from the crazy people and the people performing intercourse, it wasnt that bad.