Mistletoe, STAT!

For a self-proclaimed Kissing Whore, I sure am struggling to keep my status lately. I'm not even going to say how long it has been since I've kissed someone. Partly because I fear it's been so long but also because I just now sort of remembered a night at my favorite bar and a friend I tend to get "comfortable" with. I accidently got really drunk there about a month ago and I definitely remember hugging him a lot but am not sure if I kissed him, too. But I digress.

I NEED TO KISS SOMEONE! And soon. Or I will explode. The situation is dire. It is causing me to only be able to write in very short sentences. But I digress again...

What if I forget how to kiss and then that perfect moment I am longing for with whatshisname finally comes and I don't know what to do? Is kissing like riding a bike? I'm pretty sure I still know how to ride my bike even though I haven't tried in years. (Note: It has been less than "years" since my last kiss so don't go looking for clues that aren't there.) This isn't even the longest in between kisses (hello, Freshman year shyness) but I sort of got used to being able to kiss whenever I wanted to with NotRoger. I've even considered calling him up to hang out platonically with the hope that something happens. I text messaged that guy I get "comfortable" with on Saturday and from his end of the conversation it was evident I could have gotten kisses and a whole lot more, if I had wanted.

My mind though, right now, is on one track (obsessively at times) so calling up old beaus is not going to quench the kissing thirst! I have no conclusion to this....Why isn't mistletoe everywhere? It would help.