Everyone loves a Grey’s Anatomy/Private Practice crossover and this past week’s back to back episodes were chock full of drama and, just our luck, teen pregnancy. As Mark Sloan (Big Sloan) grapples with the notion of becoming a father and grandfather at the same time, his daughter, Sloan Riley (Little Sloan) questions her ability to become a mother when she is still a child herself. When a medical condition further complicates the situation, Big Sloan asks Little Sloan to stay with him (and Lexie) after the baby is born and they will all take care of him together. Three generations of Sloans living together as one, big McSteamy family. How quaint!

This week Stefanie’s Crazy Stories will be brought to you by the fabulous Lauren Mann. Why, might you ask? Because this is her crazy story and I don’t think I would do it justice. Have no fear, I will be back next week with hijinx, shenanigans, and antics of all shapes and sizes.

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One of the incentives I used to persuade my mother to let me move into an off-campus apartment this year was the fact that many med school students call my building home. I reasoned with her that her dream of having me marry a nice Jewish doctor could be more attainable if I surrounded myself with doctors-in-training. While there were other reasons it made sense for me to get an apartment, I’m pretty certain that was the factor that tipped the scales.

During this week’s episode of “Greek,” Casey and Ashleigh come up with a sneaky plan to uncover the things guys talk about when girls aren’t around. They’re shocked to hear the KT guys not discussing jock straps, but instead, mature topics, like the prevalence of sex on college campuses and how one in two pregnancies in the U.S. are unplanned.

If you read Part I of this experiment, you may remember me saying goodnight to my subject as I made my way home alone. I stuck to my guns and managed to avoid all aspects of hook up culture that first night, venturing into the unknown abyss of dating. How quickly the cookie crumbles.

Flash forward two nights and I still had not received so much as a smoke signal from this guy. More upset about ruining my experiment than about being rejected, I decided to go out with the girls and see where the night would take me. I really do promise I set out with good intentions.