That set the tone for revision really... not that I got lucky tearing my brain out at turbulent fluid flow down a rough pipe... But it was rather distracting having sex in the back of my mind right from the start... And the prospect of none for a very long time.
Take note at how the male brain works: 'Food, Sleep, Sex, other'. A crude generalisation, but sometimes that's the way of life.
With little revision actually accomplished the day/week/month took a huge turn for the better with a simple phone call. Sometimes phones are really under-rated.
The whole situation that brought about the unfortunate tale of my unfiltered blabbings on the internet has been resolved. Things seem back to normal, and it feels fantastic. Better than before in fact due to a giddy after effect of all emotions catching up on me. Now I think I can deal with Bashful getting it any time of day, knowing that there's a sex-filled future. Phew for that.
There was very little motivation to revise after the news, so Dexter made an appearance with 3 episodes interspersed with 15mins for a revision session (crikey that's almost 3hrs of blood spatter analysis and pre-meditated murder!).
And the 8km Run at just after 9pm finished off what was a truly random day filled with happiness and a bit of everything else in between. To top it off, I've been invited on a run with two guys who post sub 16-min 5ks!! Frankly, I'm terrified, but also feeling dead chuffed to be asked along. Better get some recovery sleep so I'm all set in the morning.
A real 'Loving Life' kind of day. Starting June how I mean to continue.