9:06 p.m. - 2009-02-08
Spring fever.
Hmmm. So, I spent a couple hours last evening (aka this morning) conversing with, and believe it or not, mutually flirting with a 22 year old male. The son of a friend of mine.
Heh, heh. I felt dirty. And I liked it.
Daddy didn't seem to like it so much. He gave me a dirty look once. Then he put me in a strangle hold. All playful, of course.
I had fun. A bit of spring fever...
P.S. The 22 year old thought I was still in college. That was very sweet of him. That makes him my new favorite person.
