kissy-face with the Cute Desk Guy in the parking lot
next door. Massive confusion followed upon waking;
upon seeing the Cute Desk Guy at work (wouldn't you
know...) I realized that yeah, I so totally had one of
those crushes on him. I had a word with my
subconscious. And it seems to be one of those things
that I have to ride out. Estimated Time of Departure
for those is a month to three months.
So, fuck. These are the hazards of polyamory.
Cute Desk Guy knows that I'm going through this right
now, and he wishes me luck dealing with it. We're not
even going to go there, y'know?