Februarium Day 4: Where you've loved
It's the sex entry. Bonus points if you make it funny for the rest of us.
I'm supposed to be writing about sex, but you see the thing about sex is that it leads to babies. At least it has in my case. And at the moment, my sex-induced baby is making me very tired, clumsy, brain-dead, and giving me a killer cramp near my right hip. I blame all of these ailments on sex. So I wish the rest of you all the best in your Valentine's Day-inspired sexual endeavors, but as for me I think I will take a little nap instead.
Oh right, I'm supposed to be funny. Well, here's a laugh you can have at my expense. I was very nervous about telling my parents that I was pregnant. I wasn't concerned that they wouldn't be happy; I was upset because it would prove to them once and for all that I have sex. Yup, I've been married for 5 years.
(How's that for excellent semicolon usage? I know, I know, I'm awesome.)