Good name for a story, huh?
This is totally random, but there's this toxicologist that I've had a crush on since I started working here (his name is Joe), and he's retiring. He's not attractive or particularly witty, but for whatever reason, we've always just clicked, like in the *spark* way. I haven't worked with him or talked to him in ages, but yesterday, we were in the same meeting and ended up walking back together and chatting. He asked me about my art and we talked a little about that, and about art and music in general.
I was watching Before Sunrise the night before and am just intrigued by the instant connection people have sometimes. And thought about this with me and Joe, and how when we first met it was there, and even now, years later, it's still there, like that giddiness of a crush.
And then there was Watermelon Music Joe. Man, to this day, that smile still kills me. Too bad nothing ever came of that. I think I was too nervous on the "date" we went on. Haha. Oh well....
And then there was Joe Joe. Nothing much to say about that. Haha, expect that it definitely made me realize what I DIDN'T want and I guess in some way marked a metaphorical change/shift from my college self to now.
Anyways, just little things I was thinking. I should get some lunch and get back to work.
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