The Comprehensive Sex Checklist (perpetually in progress)

H and I were talking about all the places and opportunities for the more adventurous among us to do the dirty deed and, upon googling, realized the internet was sadly lacking in this region.  (If you've found anything, let me know please!)  So I present my Sex Checklist.  It's not done by any means, so let's see how long we can keep expanding it...

THE RULES
- I want *everything*, from the mundane and boring, to the stuff even porn wouldn't cover.
- Keep it (somewhat) legal: no animal cruelty or rape and leave the children out of this.

WHO

1. With a spouse/fiance/boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other
2. Your best friend, leading to the awkward "do we ever mention this again?" moments
3. Someone you've met in the last 24 or so hours, an extra point if you can't remember their name 7 days later
4. Your TA, professor, or dean (!)
5. The (insert social stereotype here) that you met again at your high school/college reunion.
   

WHAT/HOW

1. Get creative with the produce department
2. 
   

WHEN

1. First Thing in the morning
2. Skyrockets in flight... Afternoon delight!
   

WHERE

1. Among the trees (Amazon or landscaped, as long as you can feel some bark)
2. On top of a parking deck at night (be as long as you want/can)
3. On stage of an auditorium or amphitheater
   
4. In a construction site
5. Somewhere in a stadium or on a field (college baseball fields are a pretty good bet, soccer fields aren't challenging enough)
6. In your roommate's bed
7. Join the Mile High Club (classic or trite, it's still a tradition)
8. In a car in a deserted parking lot or near a highway
9. On the roof
10. In your friend's bed (+1 for getting their permission)
11. 
    

WHY

1. Anger
2. "Impaired"
3. Makeup Sex
4. Boredom
5. 
   

Special Extras

1. 
   

If you're looking for an experience, pick something random from each category and see where it takes you!  I'm not liable for any trouble you get into though. ;)

- Brilliantly Promiscuous
February 13, 2009

The Internet, Answering Life's Every Need

Due to my, well, obsessive readership of Jezebel.com (is that even correct word usage?)  I've found this rather handy site.  I've signed up for Beta testing but I'm not actually sure if I'll end up using it because that is what this blog is supposed to be(come).  Oh, duh, sorry, I suppose you'd like a link.  BedPost is an online tracker of your knotches and includes options for... ratings, how long it lasted, with whom, etc.  I'll know more when I get an invite though.  I *would* like to know if they have a "Location" option, given my... history. ;)

This reads so jumpily.. sorry guys.
-Bril

Wow, it's been a while...

I know, apologies all around for my umm... absences.  But you know that feeling when you get behind and there's so much to catch up on, that you can't quite swallow the gumption to sit down and write it all up, however long it takes?  And then, in my case, it mounts higher and higher!  Anyways, until it topples from the sheer weight of guilt.  And I'm very, very sorry, but it might be slow going for a while because I don't have my computer.  And it's all H's fault for dropping it (accidentally!) off his bed, but you'll hear all about him in a second or two... or thousand.  Ha, I'm a bit frazzle headed, huh.  So, updates!

I'm not seeing Patrick anymore.  It's more than a bit weird, really, how easy I found it saying goodbye to a long(ish) relationship.  On a scale of 18 years, anyways.  But really, for the last month, you could physically hear it crash and burn.  It was the kind of crash that stirs no reaction, like the pilots are frozen in time and no one does anything but watch.  So, here lies Patrick, March '07 to November '08, may he rest in peace and disturb me no further, Amen. *sign of the cross*

And then sometime in late September (the weekend before the 29th*, he says), H and I went out to a bar, played a few rounds of pool, got nice and tipsy, and ended up having some really awesome sex.  And then again about 3 hours later sometime in the night.  He wasn't sure whether I actually remembered it and apparently had this whole weeklong crisis of faith about how to tell me.  But I remembered everything, I just didn't want to say anything because I was so confused!  He finally grabbed some kohones and we both agreed that, considering just the pure amount of sexual tension that exists between the two of us, it was bound to happen.  Then, being the brilliant two people we are, we went out and did the same thing the next two weekends!  And we've been fucking on a daily basis ever since...

Have you ever found yourself in a situation where you've got a great friend and, hell, there may be sex too, but you'd rather not get any more serious because you'd rather have a best friend for years than a relationship for months?  Indeed, I've identified my many fallacies...  I'm more honest and open with good friends and I'd hate to lose that.  I fret incessantly about what other think and I can see (whether it exists or not) the "what the fuck is that reasonably decent girl doing with that schlep?" look on every face we pass.  But with a boy who's desperate for the validation that come with having a girlfriend, it's hard to continue saying no.  So be a doll, and leave some advice in the comment below, dears.

We will hopefully return to our regularly scheduled sexy as I settle into things.  Like I've professed before, I have plans. ;)

- Bril

*Anyone else notice the oh-so-charming time overlap?