My favourite tank top has a chili pepper on it. I always thought it was a carrot, though. Then one day I referred to it as "my carrot shirt" and my friends made fun of me.

I'm still horny, btw.

I was having a smoke with the object of my swooning this afternoon and was so tempted to just jump him. A brief, hot 'n heavy make-out session with a colleague in the middle of the university courtyard would have been inappropriate, but it would have been just what I needed.