I may be losing my self-control. Not in any major way (yet), but in a more subtle manner. Every visual stimulus, even mediocre a one like Rachel Ray on the TV in front of my bike at the gym this morning, elicits a massive surge in energy in me and all its subsequent responses before my consciousness really knows what's going on. I imagine I'm giving off that sexually frustrated, average-guy vibe now.
So be it.
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