finally

Finally, at work, there's some eye candy. We just hired this new guy in our department, and you'd have to be blind to not notice how attractive he is. Well, to me, at least. He's just the right height, just the right kinda build, just the right complexion, and it sure is nice to see him walk away. Heh. And he's probably straight. Oh well. A guy can fantasize, can't he? Meh.

UPDATE (4:23 p.m.): I just realized who the hot new guy reminds me of, because he looks oddly familiar to me. And I partly hoped he was an old, drunken one-night stand I had. But no. He reminds me of (and looks like a Mexican version of) the boyfriend (now husband) of my very religious former editor Rachel (from the SWT paper). Weird, I know. Even now because when he was passing by, I could've sworn a saw a wedding ring on his finger. Or maybe I was just imagining it. Gah.