It's Wednesday Morning; You Know What That Means

No, no. I'm just kidding. I'm not wasted, or even planning on getting wasted before Thursday.

But this Wednesday morning means that Valentine's Day is over, and I'm officially as poonless as I was when it started. What can I say? I just haven't been fucking like my old self, lately. I'd worry, think I'd lost my touch, but it's not that I've tried and got shot down; I just haven't been trying.

We've reached that dead zone, where no new girls show up at the frats, the ones who still show up are either dating someone or I've already banged them. Fall semester, getting laid at the frats is like shooting fish in a barrel. Spring semester is almost the same, only there's more STDs floating around, and nothing is worse than a diseased fish.

There's just no motivation, you know? It's not really fun anymore.

Oh no... ladies and gentlemen, and ladies... is what the Chaz needs... a relationship?

Thoughts, advice, anything. If you've got a way out of this, please let me know. I've got a reputation to keep up.

-Chaz