Current mood:

AAAAAAHHHHH!

Shut Yo' Mouf, Yo' Dwiving Me CWAZY!
OK, I suppose everyone's lives take a turn for the interesting at some point...  Especially their love lives.  Especially when their love lives have been virtually nonexistent for the past three or four years.
I know I can handle rejection (thank you, my dahlin angel Actor Boy/Tarzan Jungle Man/Love Whore/Twinkie.  I STILL LOVE YOU!!), especially from guys I like who have been my friends for Godknowshowlong.  Doesn't mean I'm immune to the imminent dooms of incurable nervosity!
(And to those of my friends who know exactly who/what the hell I'm talking about - bear with me.  Blogging for me is also about posterity.)
This guy is something else.  I do mean he's the Package...  Sexy, funny, smart...  He tells me he's a geek, but you wouldn't think GEEK by looking at him!
Well, my friend (I'll call him the Go-Between Guy now), who is oblivious to sarcasm, TALKED to him for me.  I'm not going to post what he said to GBG, but let's just say it's got me excited (flying high - flappa flappa flap), freaking out, jittery, and, oh fuck, TOTALLY terrified!
I don't know what to think really...  With Chem Boy it was just WEIRD, with Captain Chef I felt like a FULE (hah), with Actor Boy I about died (and he knows why), and with the Strutting Thespian, I laughed till I could've peed myself...  And with all of them, they all turned out to want to be "just friends" with me - OK, but really, Captain Chef...  You could've been a LOT more sensitive!
But here, now, I know that what I'm feeling has escalated from Code Pink (read: a crush) to Code Red3 (read: unrequited lurve)!

How about that for scary??!

BAH and GAH.

(Man, how's that for an update?  YEESH!)