Like this morning, I dreamt about kissing the lesbian.
Okay, first of all, I don't have a thing for him. Really. It's those damn eyebrows. So I dream about Thorty at a casino with a woman he doesn't like, and Nazzy playing with his kids in a swimming pool, and CS scoring a goal and being happy, but the one I actually get to kiss isn't somebody I'm drooling over.
Maybe that was appropriate because all it was is him giving me a peck and me kissing him back. How ten-year-old. No, actually that's good because otherwise I'd be freaking out everytime I saw him and I might have *cringe* developed a sexual attraction *cringe* to him.
Eep I'm (more) insane today. I blame this on writing Swedish Orgy for James' birthday in a sleep-deprived haze. *giggle*