Today I was looking for something in my Gmail, and in the search results, I happened upon one of the emails I wrote but never sent to my crush. It was a list of things I liked about him, both mental and very, VERY physical.
When your brain is not in the porny place (ie, when you’re at WORK merely trying to ascertain the status of your running magazine subscription at lunchtime), finding that stuff is extremely disconcerting. Now I’m beet red. And also incredibly turned on.
Thanks, Gmail!
Smug Singleton 