And toss aside like an old shoe....

Minor problem of the opposite sex variety. Don't worry, naked cartwheeled-filled entries will return tomorrow.

I've been recieving unwanted attentions from Shoe recently in the form of dinner propositions and random showers of affection, etc. Not quite sure what to do about this; not being much for relationships, this leaves me in a bit of an awkward position. This is yet another one of those situations that I could store in my mental filing cabinet under the heading Class A: Very Bad Idea. Shoe is a prefectly nice guy, just not particularly my type.

Was in this position quite a few times last year, but it was my own fault; I was (finally admitting) a tease, but only in the sense that I didn't realize I was one, which makes me a tease even more so (so I've been told). However, this time, I've done to nothing to warrant said attentions.

Don't have the option of telling this one than I'm a lesbian, he's too good of a friend........but not so good of a friend that I'll feel bad about breaking out that wonder among fictional boyfriends: Egan Finley. Or I could just be honest, which is what I'll probably do.