As the week ends, so does my resolve to keep it fresh, original and compelling. I'm only human, and a bit of a Friday Afternoon Ninja (someone who is mysteriously gone at 4 p.m. every Friday). So, I scoured the interjam for both of us and find the best of the best.

Intentional and full-grown virgins exist, and they are not all religion-y. Lemondrop has a great first-person essay about keeping your word to stop at third. 

The team over at The Frisky is all about breaking down his choice in under garments. They run down the most popular cuts … Read More

Love Bytes: Five must-click sex, love and relationship links.

Marilyn Manson step aside, it seems that everyone is going goth and getting into vampire sex. [The Frisky]

It's been, let’s see, almost three months since I've gotten laid. I've done a little making out, but in general, most of my sexual satisfaction these days is from watching "True Blood" every Sunday on HBO. It's been a big year for vampires, but an even bigger one for vampire sex, which has got everyone from teenagers and Midwestern moms, to geek fan boys and, um, twentysomething bloggers obsessed with how they … Read More

We're relieved our own pregnancy desires are dim flickers in the distant future, because we would drive ourselves absolutely nuts keeping up with all these ding-bat how-pregnancy-happens theories. Pregnancy Makes Women Smarter

You ever been smacked in the face with the perfect solution to a nearly intractable problem? And when the smacking recedes, the red mark on your face is one of disappointment in yourself? And the handprint on that red mark has the word "duh" written in hieroglyphics?
Science has just goon-handed the lot of us across the kisser with this tasty little treat: male fertility can be increased by up to 26% by ejaculating daily (rather 26% of sperm damage can be decreased by b-ing an l on the nightly tip). Per LittleAbout.com, motility (whose lack is … Read More

Love Bytes: Three must-click sex, dating and relationship links.

Hey, ladies, we can't just turn it on and turn it off like some kind of GD (or GE) light switch. The magic needs a little conjuring. A little hocus-pocus, maybe a tipple of witch's brew and some tongue of snog go a long way to making Jack a fun boy*, namean?

We've always thought it a bit unfair what us ladies are expected to do in the name of contraception. Yes, men are urged to wrap it up, and yes, condoms might suck, but at least you fellas (unless a vasectomy is involved) don't screw with your insides. If we swallow a pill that doesn't jive with our internal makeup, we suffer weight-gain, mood swings and an overall, general feeling of weirdness. Not fun.

We've often thought women got a bum deal when it comes to procreating. The man orgasms and we have no choice than to suffer through the agony of childbirth. We also have an annoying biological clock telling us to pop 'em out before we go into menopause. Meanwhile, men skip into the reproductive future spreading their seed for as long as they continue to get laid.

There may be a biological reason why the K-Fed's of the world seem so darn good at knocking up star-quality women.

If your newest squeeze is of Ivy League caliber, make sure you're religious with the condoms. Seriously. There's a chance his sperm count is as overachieving as his vocabulary.