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i'd like to see what i was up to at this time last year....well, there was no professor hottie yet. it's funny - i was so convinced that i had met him and begun obsessing over him by this time last year, but no! i actually spent that semester obsess-free. it just seemed like i had been obsessing over him forever, i guess. *sigh*

well. i am now obsessing (ever so slightly) over someone else - but without the same emotional investment. this time, it's pure lust. it has to be! it's angry! it's insane! it made me flirt agressively! in reality!

i abhor this man's politics. in fact, people think that he must have snapped, that's how far right-leaning they are. conservative-like. he's socially odd but is a pleasant host otherwise. he seems either intimidating or mocking, or even chatty - you just can't tell. all the weirdness, the so-not-me-ness, the straight lace and straightness - rrrARR!

and i honest to god flirted with him. and it was so strange to me while it was happening, because this was something that i would reserve for DreamMe, who is always bold and sexual and gets her way. rrar. well, apparently if you feed me enough pot, i become DreamMe! it's like all of a sudden waking up and you're living in Barbie's Dream House - it's ALL REAL - and you weren't so crazy to wonder how cool it would be if it were all true.

and this was conscious, calculated flirting. like, i looked for something i could do - and i planned it, then carried it out at the opportune moment. oh.my.god. it even involved physical contact.

i'm such a slut.

oh man, going to hell.

sttttttoooooooooopppppppppp meeeeeeeeeee