Well that's my theory or has spring come early? Daffodils are out already so sommit is afoot.
There's definitely something in the air. I was telling my housemate Timi that just lately I've not been feeling so enamoured with being single and a man could be handy, not only for helping me flip my mattress and tango lessons.
Meanwhile another friend I told, confessed she was feeling the same way but couldn't remember when the last time was and that meant it was too long. She told me a colleague she'd been heavily flirting with for ages was shocked and thought she was joking when she popped up on his instant messenger advising him she had some needs which needed satisfying. "I'm worried my hole is growing over" she jested with intent. He joked for a while but didn't realise the invitation to come over would have been, that day, totally serious.
That evening he went for a long jog and had a cold shower.
I was asked to have a tea with a colleague of mine today but I declined saying I had had tea with him yesterday in the open plan coffee area and I didn't want people to talk. Well actually there's only so much tea you can drink and my boss is not keen on me spending more time in the coffee area having my shoulder cried on, working out who'll be made redundant first or getting mentored on my writing, than working at my job. Anyway my proposer promptly replied to my refusal with "How about sex on the fussball table?"
So you see - I am now convinced sex is on everyone's mind big time at the moment.
No? - well what are you thinking right now I wonder
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