Okay, taking a break from the Angel stuff, which I guess isn’t too exciting for any of you (but don’t worry, it’ll all be over soon; I’ve only got 25 episodes left now), I have a small personal anecdote and/or revelation to retell to you all.

Last week, I visited a friend of mine in hospital. (He had some problems with his liver.) We went to (junior) high school together, and we shared an appartement in (senior) high school, and so we have a lot of common aquaintences, with whom he had to update me, what with him living like 150 kilometers closer to them than I do.

And, as it turns out, at least four of the girls in our junior high class are mothers now, and two of the boys are fathers.

And as he told me this, it struck me that I prefer being a 22-year-old virgin, to being a 22-year-old father.

I’m not saying I relish being a virgin at the age of 22, nor with the prospect of staying in this situation for at least a couple of years more (in the very least), but if someone gave me an actual choice between being sexually active from the age of 17 or so, but with the catch that I then would be a father at 22 or earlier (or even 25 or earlier), and staying a virgin until at least halfway up in my twenties? I’d have chosen the last one. At least 99 out of 100 times.