hmm, if only ...

[fox]

i have this spot on my neck, the appropriate stimulation of which can turn my knees to jelly and reduce my vocal output to mainly vowels rather than recognizable words. i'm sure this is not unique; everyone has hot spots. this one's over on the left side of my neck, below the ear but above the shoulder, right over the jugular. there's another one in the vicinity of my right collarbone. (the left collarbone and the right side of the neck are, for some reason, not created equal. [shrug]) and others in various locations.

which i mention because of the boy who sits on my left in this one class, and who wears his stubbly beard at what looks (not having done a tactile investigation) like just the right length to be ideal. and this is in addition to being funny and smart and pleasant and all that ...

... and twenty years old. not that there's anything wrong with being twenty. personally, i enjoyed it. but the number of things i had no reason to have thought about when i was a junior in college was quite large. a five-year age difference is nothing (intrinsically) to get bent out of shape over; in my experience, though, even a two-year difference can make for a biggish disparity in priorities, world view, and so forth. [all this makes a lot more sense in my head than i can actually articulate.]

not that it matters, really, because i'm so chickenshit the odds of my making the first move are infinitesimal. so unless he approaches me, which i have no reason to think he might, it's all academic.

so to speak.

Comments

[darthhellokitty.livejournal.com]

Oh, Fox. You're looking & noticing details that would not matter if you were THAT strict about the 20-ness being a problem. :-) I say go for it, ask him if he has notes on something, whatever the kids do these days. If he turns out to be an immature goof, well, then you'll know. But if he's NOT, you'd never find out unless you try...