Well, I think they're interesting subjects. But that may well just be me. I'm way excited about Halloween tomorrow. I'm hosting a big Halloween party that should run into the wee hours of the morning...check out books, but I was busy getting a patron a new card when he finally got up to the front desk and so someone else took care of him. But he said good-bye to me! *headdesk* I'm a total moron.

Flirting.  What does that word mean to you?  Does it conjure up thoughts of winks across the room, a gentle brush of a hand across soft skin, the fluttery glance through half-lidded eyes? For me, flirting conjures up one word.  3 letters.  The meaning of life, or, so I'd like to believe.  Know what it is? Nope, not that one. Fun. Flirting is about fun.  It's about connecting with someone...

...you my problems anymore [16:28] gomme8D: D: [16:28] gomme8D: I guess, [16:28] gomme8D: maybe it's just how you are [16:28] gomme8D: and in your perspective its not really flirting [16:28] gomme8D: but in other's people's standards/perspectives it is. [16:36] jigeum: am i abnormal? [16:36] jigeum: ): [16:37] PhoisGewd: abnormal [16:37]...

Me: Going to Jerry’s. I have 20. You want to attend? ~InvisibleToTheEye~      9:50 pm Him: Let me get my jacket and start walking      9:51 pm Me: Are you going to walk?      9:51 pm Him...      2:31 Me: And whose fault is that?      2:44 am Him: Yours. Good night. Text me tomorrow.      2:45 am This text is yours for the commenting. Go for it. (I love Scorpius Malfoy.)

Boys are stupid. Really really really stupid.   But not as stupid as me.   One thing, I'm sure many of you already figured out: I cannot make the first move. I can't. I'll flirt, sure. I'll hint... For some people, they would just come out and say it... but I don't know. I don't want to act and then be shot down. I'm a coward. But I can live with that. So for now... I love Scorpius Malfoy.

...to educate him on some gay specs. In the midst of all this, a friend of mine called, whom I fancy a bit. I did a shoot with him last year where we both got bladdered as hell and had a total blast flirting like mad. And NO, I do NOT facebook stalk him. He's a darling, though. Sadly, I think he rang me for a job. I casually waited till today to return his call and I haven't heard from him. So...

spent the night at my friend vicky's house on friday 'til today. almost fell on the bus on friday after school. thank you bryan for saving me. hobbes still likes me. sucks for me. i'm moving. we rented...chips, cookie cake as my surprise. guy at register asked if i went to crockett (i was wearing the school PE shirt) and said we looked ~young. i see you flirtin' . need to hang with hobbesy soon.

Greetings from bright, sunny and hot New Orleans!!!!!!! :) editorzon , moonmelody , dellastarr and I are having a fucking FANTASTIC time so far. :) There has been flirting with cute boys, bonding with a mega-hot group of gay boys, drinking, partying 'til all hours, walking - LOTS of walking, shopping, exploring, oohing and aahing over very pretty architecture, more walking...

Wow. So. I'm being hit on. Massively. And I'm kind of enjoying it. A lot. I hope that doesn't make me a bad girlfriend. But maybe it's best Dillon and I don't hang out. Things might get out of hand. They usually do with me. Dirty talk aside... I am kind of a slut. - Deidre -

Well.....so tonight pretty much solved the question my friends and I had been pondering - "Was the waiter flirting just for a better tip?" And the answer: (unfortunately) a big fat YES. Anyway, so as the story goes, back in July I took my old neighbor and his family out for dinner because I owed them. They kept telling me this waiter was flirting with me and I said he wasn't. They tried to get me...