I almost totally told April last night about my massive crush on LibraryBoy. We were discussing the people in our program, and how annoying they are. She started going through the rows, commenting on people. She got to LibraryBoy, and said she liked him and his sarcasm. I hid my face as I smiled, and said "yeah...". I was about to confess to her in a fit of girly-girlness, but then the phone rang.

And it was Fuckwit.

Who was living up to his name, because he was at the bar, completely trashed, and couldn't find his friends.

Could she help him?

Jesus.