I am a fluffy blonde. Fluffy refers to the fact that I have um… inches to lose. I hope that fluffy does not mean ditzy. I graduated university with a degree in a science field, and am working part-time at a Research Lab. Although I am not a coffee afficionado, I work half-days as a Barista. Why do I work two jobs? Well, mostly for balance. Working at a Research Lab is exacting work, with hardly any time for play. Working as a Barista, on the other hand, feeds my need for social contact.
I admit to having a major problem with my love life, namely the Playboy. Unfortunately (for my heart and piece of mind) he is not my boyfriend or significant other. I am obsessed (I hope not in a sick-type of way) with him because of my massive crush on him. This crush has been around for as long as I can remember. His mother said that I took one look at him when I was a baby and that was it.
Of course, he (being older and more worldly) was always pleasant and indulgent, but hardly ever had he taken me seriously. I am crushed over my crush. Life goes on, I know. I am making an effort. You will read it all here.