A little of everything

I have to keep memory of this link. The 16th button starting from left is WICKED! Nice way to procrastinate!

All alone, taking things slooooowly. Not doing anything, reading and being on the net. The weather is so-so, windy and menacing clouds. It's 13:30 and I'm hungry.

A quote that came to my mind:

Music is soothing and calms impatient souls.

Why do I like to look at guys - young, cute guys preferably - when I know pretty well that in real life, *if* I ever find someone, he will have nothing to do with my fantasies? Am I masochist? Of course, it's a little bit like looking at a painting, beauty is made for looking at it ;) And since beauty is in the eyes (or ears) of the beholder, I can look at guys just for the pleasure...and be careful not to take things too seriously, I don't want to get hurt.

Existential question: should I or shouldn't I reveal myself to M.? Crushes at work are so difficult to manage...