YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME FEEL LIKE JULY

[aera]

Well, there's this other boy too. I met him back in 2005 when we worked together at Borders, and then ran into him a few weeks ago while I was at the mall, killing time while waiting for my salon appointment. I hadn't seen him for over a year, but I remember he was the shy, cute boy back then, who was also in a band. I worked in the cafe and usually only saw him when he came by in the morning to buy breakfast, or if we passed each other in the breakroom on our respective lunch breaks. He was such a nice guy, although I knew he had a girlfriend. I was with Jason, of course, and still a little entangled with another guy who worked there. Well, flash forward to now, and we don't work together and he doesn't have a girlfriend. We also talk a whole lot more, usually so overtly flirtatious it's almost sickening. He's not in the band anymore either, he's singing/songwriting on his own, and is pretty good, too. He's the hot heartbroken emo boy, which is probably a deadly combo. I'm still with Jason, although our relationship has cooled considerably into more of a friendship with some kissing. The confusing Other Man is already Casey, who is currently at some hippiefest down south. What do I need with another guy, one who's here all the time and so incredibly charming I find it impossible not to smile when I think about him? He's a complete smartass too, something he didn't really show back in '05. Show me a cute guy who's not only a total sweetheart, but who can sing like whoa AND quote Zoolander, and I will be powerless against his charms.

You guys. Why are my ex-coworkers such an irresistible lot? Why do I always end up with their numbers in my cellphone? And with the potential for my clothes on their bedroom floor? Like Christine said, my brains say "no", but my pants say "off". Seriously, it's getting ridiculous.