This one's for you....

... or, I don't really know what it's going to be about at all.

Considering my present efficiency, it's hard to fathom how I made it to the PhD. Have I ever done a day's work in my life?

- That was what I wanted to say? Hardly.
- Yeah yeah the thing is, I don't know how much I want to say?
- Oh, you mean, about the man thing?
- Yes, the man thing.
- What's holding you back?
- Oh, I don't know. The risk of anyone reading it. The fear of jinxing it. You know.
- I see. We're there, are we. You've started telling yourself that you might care one way or the other, which means that you are risking something from this point on.
- Something like that. Well, the risk is not that large yet. I don't know. I'm just - worried that he'll disappear now I'm beginning to maybe like him. It has been known to happen.
- Mhm, but you haven't slept with him.
- I didn't always have to sleep with them to make them go away. Hah!
- I know, I'm just kidding. So, are you still at work hoping to chat to him if he comes online.
- *blush* maybe. What if I am?
- And you haven't thought that it's a bit soon, since you saw him twice this weekend?
- I have.
- So, why don't you go home.
- I know, I should. I'm going.
- Ok, so you're not telling anything after all?
- Guess not. Hah!