doing it like rabbits, or kangaroos
This is hilarious and rings true to me (pounding away endlessly, even to an awesome Led Zep album, is cli-i-i-mb-ing a sta-air-way to Yeast Infection).
Speaking of Australia, I’m reading Peter Carey’s His Illegal Self, a strange and beautiful book about a young son of SDS leaders being kidnapped away from his Park Avenue grandmother and dragged to Australia (Carey’s an Aussie).
I lose track of time while having sex; how long does “Whole Lotta Love” run? I forget…