Confession time
OK, so one of my female friends and I were talking. Just in roundabouts — you know, about men we know in common. More specifically, we were speculating on their, uh, potential prowess. Or wondering about a lack thereof.
Which results in me Never. Being. Able. To. Think. Of. Them. The. Same. Way. Again.
Or, for that matter, looking at them directly. 🙂
So, tell me — I know you have people in your life whom you’ve had *thoughts* about — even if it the passing inkling gave you a terminal case of the heebs. So, tell me (in the comments) who catches your eye and who makes you want to stab your eyes with a pencil.
Your secret’s safe with me (and the blogiverse). C’mon, sidle up and whisper a little somethin’ somethin’ to your favorite confidante. …
On iTunes: Vanessa Daou, “The Long Tunnel of Wanting You”
June 15th, 2005 at 8:09 PM
I can’t tell ya exact details, but I have two coworkers who regularly show up in my dreams. One in a goooood way, the other in very annoying way. 🙂
~Lachlan
June 16th, 2005 at 4:31 PM
*whisper*whisper*whisper*whisper*
June 18th, 2005 at 9:58 AM
I guess this means that I don’t have to share, then. 😉
March 28th, 2006 at 12:40 AM
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