Occasionally I turn into a bumbling idiot. I only wish the occasions were getting less
Dear body,
STOP this mad crushing. You can not jump the guy, just leave it, all right?
I get that you want to jump *someone*, but can we take it as a given that it sucks to be you and move on?
In other, less ridiculously hormonal news, I really liked OotP (which is not to say that I don't have things I would have liked handled differently) and am mentally preparing for DH (see icon).
I also have the next two weeks to make some progress on my dissertation. Observe my talent for perfect timing.
No, you still can't jump him. And stop drooling already.
