Love Actually

My crush on a certain LibraryBoy has been growing over the last few weeks. Once I realized I kinda sorta liked him, I found myself turning into a giggly middle school girl.

The thing is, I think he might like me too. I catch him looking at me, and if I catch his eye he looks away. He also sort of ignores me...I suppose this could also mean that he finds me really, really odd and just doesn't like me at all.

And then today in Field Work Seminar we had to number off and then get in pairs to conduct practice job interviews. LibraryBoy was 13! HE WAS ONE NUMBER AWAAAAY! I could have been sitting less than 10 inches away from him, but nooooo. Stupid universe. And then when I went back to find my partner [who obviously is in his row], he's like, "she'll need a chair..." and then he got up to find one. I was confuzzed because he referred to me as "she" instead of saying my name and saying it directly to me.

The whole thing is very puzzling indeed.

But...

Dammit, I don't know. Having never learned any sort of romantic skills in high school, I feel rather inept over the whole thing. I'd like to just be able to go up and ask him out for coffee or whatever, but I just can't. Every time I think about it I start to flail and yell "CRISIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS!" in my head.

In other love life news, I found the shoes of my dreaaaams at Aldo today. I need new sandals, since my last pair bit the dust last fall. Oh man, these were sweet. Then, of course, they didn't have ANY in my size in the dark brown. Blech.