so hot... right now...

Yeh, I'm talkin' 'bout ME. I'M SO HOT RIGHT NOW a la Zoolander. Gotta love that movie. Spawned more than a dozen catchphrases, among which: "really, really, ridiculously good looking" / "I went to a day spa, D-A-I-Y-E" / "merMAN *cough cough*, merMAN" / "play the movie, ja, play the movie" / "derelicte" / "eugoogaly" and so forth.

Anyway, it isn't me who is so hot right now. The person to whom I refer is Lindsay D, one of the quietest guys at work who may not be around for too much longer as he is on a rolling two-week contract to do images for us. The reason he is SO HOT RIGHT NOW is because I had a lovely conversation with him last week about writing when we caught the train together (I was on my way to writers group in Glebe). As a result he sent me a bunch of poems (and illustrations) displaying his nascent talent and admitted that he hadn't shown them to anyone except his girlfriend and a couple of close friends. Aah!

What? Girlfriend? That sucks. But I had an email conversation with Ness today because she finally realised how stunningly gorgeous Ben was. As in Soccer Chief Ben. Because she saw him across the room, looked deep into his green eyes and swooned. HAhahahaha. Whatever, the result of the conversation was that although at one point I *could* have taken advantage of Ben, I didn't because I'm not the kind of person who will steal another girl's man.

Ness told me to just take what should be mine and f*ck everyone else, but I pointed out that there was more to it than that, it was about understanding the interconnectedness of all things (very Zen of me, I know). Well, first of all, I have to work with these guys and by having an affair, however brief and maturely conducted, I compromise the integrity of my relationships with everyone else that I've built up over the six or so months I've been here. As a journo you have to chase the news, not BE the news.

Also, I don't like infidelity - never have. And if a guy can be unfaithful to his girlfriend with me, then he can certainly be unfaithful to me. Other women usually get shafted anyway, so it's best not to even start. So that's the end of Lindsay D. Bugger. A pastiche of an entry, but I got there in the end.