perhaps

i am a little warped.

when it rains

it fucking pours.

i spent all of last night fighting off a very suave, very dashing, very cute playboy. one other dude was insisting on sending me home (which i wriggled out of) and some other people have popped out of nowhere suddenly to make contact.

my world is a little weird right now. i kinda just feel like hiding in my safe corner, where i've been happily sitting for awhile. all this attention is a little overwhelming.

a spanner

in the works?

hmm

he is five years younger.

you know what problems that will mean, don't you?

he is canadian.

he won't be able to communicate with the fogies. now that is a big, big problem, isn't it?

is it?

i've been silly enough to take on two jobs, so i haven't had time to mull over this much. it's in the back of my head, but i haven't decided to make a decision yet.

jury's still out on this one. in fact, jury has taken a time-out on this one...