Her long flowing dark hair, spilling down over her shoulders.
Her cute smile lighting up the room and my mood.
Her chatty conversation about cats or things in general.
Her calendars that give me a chuckle.
Her technical abilities working on high-end telecom gear.
Her looking me up and down when I least expect it, giving me fire.
Her in a big truck, wrapped in cat-picture shawl, waving at me, "See, its just me."
There may be more reasons for my obsession with her, but these seven stand out.
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Infatuation, maybe best left as is for everyone's sake.
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Intriguing write ...
and I'd be curious to know a bit more about "her".
Susan is over the flu and back to work, or at least feeling better and back to work.
I may have been exposed to H1N1 today. I'll know before Sunday anyway.
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AWWWWWW. She's a lucky girl.
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