Wednesday, June 12, 2013

The Sweet Pangs Of Love

Reader, I have a confession.  I've been in love for nearly a year now!  His name is James Grime!  He's British.  He's nerdy.  He's lanky.  He's ginger. His cheeky grin and bright blue eyes make me weak in the knees.  Every time I see him, I grin and sigh because he's so dreamy.

Hold your congratulations and jealousy-tantrums, though: Sadly, this is a wholly one-sided affair, doomed to eternal unrequitance.  My beloved doesn't even know I exist!  He lives in another country, and I actually have no idea if he is gay.  But, still!  He's a doctor!  A doctor of mathematics who juggles and is dedicated to outreach and public education!  *swoon*


3 comments:

Tim said...

speaking of which how is your love life senor? Shouldn't you be shacked up in sin already?

Frank said...

Love life? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHSOBHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Tim said...

yousa wasting the sweet flower of youth.. yousa need man juice. yousa probably not even appreciate my JarJar Binks voice!