Good-n-Plenty
Fun Facts about Pheromones

"Some odors inhibited women: cherries, barbecue meat and men's cologne," said Hirsch. In a bizarre turn, the biggest turn-on smell for women was a combination of cucumbers and Good-n-Plenty.

Men have a less discriminating nose: every smell boosted sexual arousal. Perfumes increased arousal by a mere 3 percent, cheese pizza by 5 percent, and a combination of lavender and pumpkin pie by 40 percent."

Both the cucumbers and the Good-n-Plenty make a lot of sense.


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From Wired Magazine

Furthermore
How About No Marriage, Period?

Think of it as a variation on the old "If you didn't bring enough gum to share with everyone, you can't chew gum" theme. Commissioners in Benton County, Oregon, perplexed over the legal ramifications of banning same-sex marriages, have decided to ban all marriages until the courts settle the issue. As of 4 p.m. local time Tuesday, the county stopped issuing marriage licenses, regardless of the combination involved.

Over

Are we ever really friends with our significant others?

Is it just not possible?

This pheromone thing, does it circumvent any possibility to objectively access our degree of understanding with members of the opposite sex?

Do we ever really have friends anyhow? Or are we essentially solitary, self-motivated creatures with temporal ties to other isolated creatures?

Claus

I think I'm in love.

He's a real looker too, very sleek.

We have a silent understanding ... he takes me everywhere I want to go, and patiently waits for me ... his needs are very simple.

He never calls; in fact, the language barrier is insurmountable, but that's alright, we communicate in body language. And I always know where to find him...

He feels so good, our bodies fit together perfectly... I can't believe I ever got along without him ... he makes my life so much easier in so many ways ... it’s more freedom than I've had since I've been in Lübeck....

But now that I've tasted the bliss of having him underneath me, I don't think I can ever go back.

We both know it isn't meant to last ... he belongs to another woman.
Soon, she will return, and I'll have to let him go.

I need a bicycle of my own.

homesweethome

is there anything sadder than looking for an apartment?

sigh.

will i ever find a home?