MEMO TO ALL THE GIRLS IN THE LOWRIDER JEANS: Can I make you a belt?

That's it, really. Jer is claiming some Asia Carrera love, but I never thought she was a good porn star. She was above par as an actress, but as someone portraying their enthusiasm for the sex act--that is to say, someone being a porn star--she was never very convincing. It's not coincidental that her best roles were portraying women who worked as sex workers but didn't like being sex workers (see Masseuse II. Well, her best role that I've seen, and I have not seen a lot.)

I swear at this point this blog will serve as something other than a forum for my deviancy. (When was it ever anything but?--Ed.) Hey, keep it down, Mickey Kaus' imaginary editor. You'll give the game away.

Anyway. I could talk about summer physics but its pretty easy and not worth stressing about. I could talk about how badly I'm procrastinating on my med school essays, but I don't want to beat myself up right now. I could talk about my need for sleep--but that would prevent me from getting that which I need. So: I will stop.