I can still remember the first crush I had. It was in 6th grade, and I sent her love notes using the name "little Neutrino" until the day I brought in the Klattu album where that name was from, and found out she had been sharing the notes with other girls.

After that, I was a bit more careful about my crushes, making pretty sure they never knew how I felt about them. Which was good, because I tended to pick girls who where 1 - in serious relationships, 2 - straight, and therefore not likely to swing my way, and 3 - totally out of my league in any case.

I kinda assumed that part of my life was over, but last night proved me wrong. There is a new girl at my work who is pretty, nice, and has an amazing laugh, and I found myself wishing I was the kind of person who might catch her eye.

Ah, well. At least I'm smart enough now to not write her love notes ....