I’m wet

Another unintentionally suggestive title. However I am sweaty from hours spent hunched over the books, flipping back and forth, counting on my fingers and muttering to myself like an old crone over a cauldron. The list is what it is – and the end result is beyond my control. I must wash the highlighter and Sharpie ink from my fingers, rinse out my Stella Artois glass, and hope for [wait for it] a good box.

Seriously if anyone knows a virgin…