Unqualified With J. Harvey: What?s Up, Doc?

Welcome to the day after J. Harvey's birthday edition of Unqualified. I'm one year older without a drug problem and I received an air conditioner to combat Boston's brutal heat this week. I'd say I'm ahead of the game. I am now free to pursue my drinking in a climate-controlled environment.

You're in luck this week, because I received such a hot letter. I literally had to share it with other people to get their take on it. Seriously. I consulted the boyfriend, my younger brother, and even a wise and wonderful friend of Ri-Ri Harvey. I almost brought it up to the girl at Starbucks's but she probably would have thought I was working out some kind of fantasy and called the police. This female letter writer is engaged to a guy who can't bang her without his stuffed rabbit on the bed. Intrigued? I am. Keep reading...