I want extra copulance please.

What am I talking about? The female sex hormone. Go here and watch. It's a moment or two and fascinating. Evidently, women have an arsenal of invisible lust makers. Men who think they know a woman is pretty or not according to their preferences, suddenly think all women are beautiful in the presence of excreted copulance. It interferes with their brains.

I am of the opinion that there are several things that interfere with a man's brain: A woman's availability, amount of beer consumed, and severity of erection (throbbing genitalia might create greater urgency, you see).

Other shit: The boss was a bit peeved yesterday. It seems he doesn't appreciate kind gestures wherein an anonymous employee leaves sticky notes of affection on his monitor along with a portable packet of tissues for his K lust-drool. More's the pity.

For those who have been following along: I occasionally put sticky notes in his things. Usually showing affection, and typically without a reference alluding to portions of answers on things never asked. Boss is easily confused and this amuses me greatly.

Note to self: "Mia, good use of slogan."