Roxy’s appreciation for passion extends outside the bedroom—and onto the campaign trail. While Roxy’s best Tuesdays usually involve shirtless men and a respectable amount of wine, this past Tuesday was surprisingly “super” for a day filled with neither alcohol nor men Roxy wanted to see naked.
To put it bluntly, Stanford is big, a characteristic Roxy usually appreciates (both in academic institutions and in men). When it comes to finding new hookups, there are plenty of options, but, like the female orgasm, they can be elusive (or so Roxy hears…she has little trouble with either). Fortunately for you, Roxy has developed a finely honed list of the best locations to meet your next mate.
Roxy would like to apologize for her absence last week—with midterms in full swing, sometimes even Roxy runs out of stamina (only outside of the bedroom, of course). She knows many of you face the same problem by mid-quarter: how to balance work and play. Well, Roxy’s found a way to get the best of both worlds—TAs.
For one thing, I’m still a virgin. I’ve hesitated about focusing on sex in my column, mostly because I never thought of myself as a sexual being. I’m at my last quarter, and I have yet to have any sort of sexual experience. I figured that maybe if I wrote about it, then I’d feel more comfortable approaching sexual situations.
By now, after its colorful displays in the activities fair and its omnipresence at dorm meetings, the Sexual Health Peer Resource Center (SHPRC) and all its colorful sexual accoutrements should be intimately familiar to all of you kids…
What meaning can we glean from all sorts of talks around campus?