The Over-Educated Nympho

Today I made flight reservations to Boston for my favorite cousin’s graduation. Dr. Science has been in college for years, so they finally told her she had run out of things to research and it was time to leave. I am very excited about spending four days in Boston with her. Waiting until June however is going to suck big donkey balls.

There was one year a while back when we both lived on the East coast at the same time. After many strings, resumes, and shameless begging, I had found an internship in Manhattan and deferred enrollment to grad school. I wanted a break. I wanted to live entirely on my own for the first time. I wanted to date sexy foreign men. I wanted to live the glamorous New York City life. But most importantly, I wanted to get the fuck away from Texas.

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Last night on my way home from a lame St. Patrick’s Day party (so lame that it ended before Borders closed) I bought The Average American Male. I started the novel last night and finished it this afternoon. And then masturbated for an hour and twenty minutes (it had some hot and dirty scenes).

It is a very unflattering description of how the so-called “average American male” thinks, specifically about girls. Some parts of it I had to put down because I was so disgusted, but obviously not so much that I stopped reading. There were some parts that had me laughing so hard my dogs surely thought I was crazy. And there were many many parts that made me wonder, oh fuck, do guys really think like that? All the time??

[Now stick with me here. This isn’t some poorly disguised book review in a sad effort to make twelve cents in commission. I have a point that came about from damn near crying and then screaming when I read the ending.]

An excerpt:

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