Oh, this will actually be the second test I turn in this week, as I just turned in one yesterday, too. One crappy thing about college classes, depending on your mix you really can end up being sort of feast and famine as far as the work-that-counts goes. I don't think any of my classes this semester have a great deal of assignments, so the few they give out count towards a lot.

Anyway, besides that I'm cool. Beyond cool, in fact. I've hung out with my the girl I mentioned in my previous entry and she's just fantastic. I mean ... really, I think there always was this thing there, which made it kind of weird when she was married because we both could tell how well we meshed. Now there's nothing in the way. In fact, I've already found out that our one pseudo-romantic night two years ago (not even any kissing or anything) was apparently the impetus that made her decide her marriage wasn't working. How tempted she was, I guess. But it's cool, because I've always thought there was a lot going on that night, myself.

So anyway, we're just really relaxed with each other and our conversation just flows ... it's nice, because honestly she's the first person I've just really enjoyed talking to for a long while -- you know, where having a funny and stimulating conversation isn't even work, it just keeps evolving and evolving and evolving?

Honestly, I think it's kind of cute that we're "taking it slow". Maybe because I've been denying myself of late anyways, honestly I've been perfectly satisfied with the PG kissing and touching we've tended to end our nights with -- again, it's great because just being intimate that way with her is really a deeper experience than going much further with someone else might be.

I did want to tell you something I thought funny: We get up so she can escort me out, and she called me "smooth" because apparently I'd undone her bra without it coming to her attention when it happened. I wasn't even trying to feel her up, I think it was just like a reflex thing ...

Which reminds me, whether or not anything really happens with this wonderful person, I've decided the celibacy has served its usefulness. That is, I even remember why I started it: I was convinced I was too screwed up to be likely to have anything healthy with someone. Well, I don't think I am anymore. One of the last things I had to resolve for myself was the stuff with GBF, and I've done that.

Is it coincidence or karma that I'm reintroduced to someone who just blows me away, just as I'm feeling like I'm stable enough to appreciate it?

Should I just try to enjoy myself, instead of asking questions?

Does this question count as a question?