it really is amazing the trouble my mouth gets me into.

i'm no pamela des barres, but i like boys in bands. 

a lot. 

I don't only like boys in bands though, i'm a little more equal opportunity. 

i guess i like people with passion, and it doesn't matter so much the direction that passion flows; maybe it's a love of gadgets, language, guitars, the stars, their cars, or their cats. 

i think the attraction for me is the energy and drive they approach their loves, their lives, and of course, me. 

artists of any stripe have a special classification though. 

if you can create something new and beautiful where nothing existed before give yourself 1000 bonus points. i know I certainly will. 

british scientists recently discovered that (surprise!) artists enjoy better sex lives than non-creative types, something they've deemed the syd barret effect. 

now it doesn't say in their findings that the sex is any better necessarily, just that the artist has more partners over their lifetime. something i guess that by default may make for a hotter time in the hay. 

practice can make perfect, after all. 

now i'm not quite sure why this warranted a study. i figured pretty much everyone knew that creative types got more ass* than their buttoned-down friends. 

what did surprise me, however, were the numbers involved... 4 to 10 partners for artists 3 for "non-creative types" (ie. upper management) this wouldn't seem wrong to me if they were talking about a week, or a month or even a year, but this is a lifetime total. 

i'm pretty sure that ministers have more lifetime partners. 

so, are you an artist or an executive? or is this study full of shit?

*in general, people. i know there is an exception to every rule. it has not escaped my attention that there are plenty of boring people out there who fuck different people all the time. some of them might even be half good at it.

yes it's true, naughty girls need love too.

i like things that suggest of sex, like the flash of a lacy bra under a plain top, a shared glance, or a sensual movement - the way she runs her hand down over her hip with quiet intention or casually traces the lines of her neck.

in today's oversexed, undersexy world the demure is highly underrated...

...this is my newest favourite suggestive lyric. it's harmer's sweetly innocent delivery that sets my spine a tingling.

"some might say i'm thinking in sin...so i'll just sit back and take you in. you're a map of a place maybe one day i'll go, with thoughts of you i am aglow".

- "i am aglow" from i am a mountain by sarah harmer

they say that real-life sex isn't like the sex you see it in the movies, so urgent and expertly choreographed., and in many cases, they may be right. 

but there are times when i like it like that, minus of course the hot lights beating down on my exposed flesh and the sleazy grips leering at me through the darkness as i'm slammed repeatedly into the wall.