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frig, i love sinéad o'connor.

believe it or not, i was called "untalkative" today. wow!! when i got to the Y tonight the guy behind the counter said to the other guy behind the counter "here's my favourite untalkative person. she never wants to talk, but just keeps going". that made me smile and blush, and of course, keep going. i didn't realize he wanted to talk to me, i figured that it was their job to try and make conversation with the members. after that, i thought to myself "why didn't i notice how cute he was before??" i'd say on the 'lesley attractiveness scale' he's a 9. which is very high. i don't usually give such a high rating. he's handsome. now, does it sound like he was flirting with me? lately i can't differeniate between flirting and friendly.

it was interesting having mim and ron over for dinner last week (they were the leaders of our youth group when we were teenagers), ron was saying i was quite the flirt. he's probably right.

i was noticing at the Y i have nicknames in my head for everyone... hairy neck guy. sweaty guy. maybe gay guy. curly-hair-guy-who-i-hate. earring guy. blind guy. tirnanog girl. butchy girl. girl-who-doesn't-like-me. the co-dependent girls. skinny girl. pregnant girl. and so on. well obviously not for EVERYONE. you can see the influence of seinfeld on my life. its my fave show. well sitcom. hmm, i wonder what name i'd give me. oh i know "keeps to herself girl".

its like a breeze blowing deep beneath my skin