Seems I have been stricken with a sudden case of nymphomania. Lucky for me, I have a husband who can keep up (pun totally intended). Yet, for the second time tonight, I find myself shaking in the garage after he has passed out from exhaustion. Because a few minutes ago I was possessed by the spirit of a two dollar hooker and now I'm not. If I should happen to end up in a rabbit hole any time in the very near future, would someone please be so kind as to link me to this post in comments? Thank you. That is all.