So maybe there is something in Horoscopes after all, or maybe I get seasonal affected disorder. I may be an international love God, but damn, you could set the calander by my sex life. ***** Greenwich, my libido should be the yardstick.
Basically, every year is the same, I have little desire or ability to coax ladies between the sheets duting late winter / spring. I am pretty sure I will not get any until the summer. However, every summer, things change. Without fail I end up with a string of beatuy's overlapping and generally making my diary a complication requiring a full time PA. I don't think I act that differently. But the results would beg to differ. What gives? I want every day to be summer in Pat land.