turnoffs: long hair, power.

Today Andy asked me if there was anything I didn't find irritating. I couldn't think of anything.

More importantly, Baldymort stood next to me at the printer for an extended period of time, causing shaky-legs syndrome and the desire to start talking about something; anything!; to garner and nuture his attention. Luckily I am a grown up now so he had to make do with a sultry glance.

I hope he didn't notice that I've got fake-tan stains on the inside of my fingers.