October 19, 2003 @ 10:45 p.m.
Sex Camel

Hello. I'm still alive, at least in some sense of the word. I am horrifically, brain-numbingly busy at the moment. Every aspect of my life that doesn't involve studying, work and occasional snatches of sleep has been put on hold. I've had to forgo the Getting of Booty in favour of the Getting of Wisdom, or at least the Getting of Something Resembling Decent Grades. And it all sucks. I mean, I like studying, I really do. I had this weird moment while I was in the bound serials collection of the Matheson library at Uni this week. I just kind of had this epiphany, while poring over a volume of the Journal of Gender Studies. I sat at the desk thinking "I LOVE doing research!" with a shit-eating grin on my face for about five minutes. It was really weird, and I think proof that I've finally lost it.

I keep telling people that I'm in exile from life, and I think the fact that I've now told quite a few people that is proof that I'm not in exile as much as I'd like to think I am. I haven't seen very many people who aren't to do with work or my classes or my household lately. As per the title of this entry, I haven't been seeing Stuart as much as I'd like, which is annoying.

So yeah, basically: Rev's life = boring and repetitive for the next few weeks or so, then less boring but equally repetitive (back to normal) after that.

I have a question to ask, something I've been wondering about lately. Is there a term for when two guys have had sex with the same girl? Not necessarily at the same time or anything (although a story about that's coming in a minute). It's just something I was thinking about yesterday on the drive to work from Stuart's place, as I tootled through the sunny suburban countryside in Stanley the Wondercar while E told me about how everybody knows these are rock hard times. Because as far as I know, there's no specific term, and I think there should be. It would come in so handy! Not in my life of course (ahem), but just in general. And hey, there's a term for girls who've shagged the same guy, so why not. Not that "stick sisters" is the most brilliant of terms, but it should still have a masculine counterpart. I'm not sure what though. "Beef curtain brothers" is really just too horrible to contemplate. I'm going to continue to ruminate on this matter (in between everything else I'm doing in my half-arsed way at the moment), and I welcome suggestions.

Now, as to the other story hinted about in the above paragraph. Don't go getting all excited and thinking I have exciting sexual escapades to share with you; in case you've managed to miss the theme of this entry so far, MY LIFE IS VERY VERY BORING AT THE MOMENT and barely involves sex at all, let alone sex with two people at the same time.

No, the story is about a very close friend of mine, whom I've mentioned here quite a lot but who shall remain anonymous for the sake of this anecdote. I haven't seen her in person for a while owing to our clashing obligations. I caught up with her on MSN last night briefly. She's...how to put it...a bit scatty at the best of times, and this is worsened by the use of a chat program. In both cases, though, I frequently have to ask her questions a couple of times before I get an answer. So I was asking her what she's been doing lately, and after three times I got an answer. I wish I'd saved the conversation so I could quote her verbatim, but unfortunately I didn't. It was very much along the lines of "Well, I've been doing heaps and heaps of house cleaning, it's looking really great. Oh, and we had a threesome with one of our guy friends the other day." I just thought it was funny she thought to tell me about the housework before the threesome, even though she swears it was great.

Anyway, I think that's enough of my rather sad life and living vicariously through other people for now. I'll update again at some point in the not too distant future when my committments resemble a knife-wielding psychopath following me home a little less.

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