not-so-dirty laundry
not-so-dirty laundry
love, ambition, sex, designer handbags, hotties in yankees caps ... the daily brain-dump of a twenty-something
Tuesday, July 06, 2004

I'm officially smitten.

J has me firmly wrapped around his little finger. That man knows exactly what to say, and when to say it, to get to me. There's nothing sexual about it, really (not to say there won't be in the future). I'm just ... smitten.

I still am wary, I want to know what "the catch" is. He's hot (proven by my unscientific "Hot Or Not?" poll ... want to participate, just email me). He's intelligent. He's a professional. And did I mention ... hot?

Off to get homework done, have a scheduled chat for my class at 9 EST, and then off to chat with J more tonight, I'm sure.