Coffee and Pie, Oh My!

Tonight I feel like the whole world is asleep.
Except for me, I'm awake.

That's silly, of course.

I must admit for a while now I've had a juvenile school girl crush on my hottie psychology professor. He's a very intelligent, seemingly laid back, funny nerdy guy. Despite how some people feel about environment and situation playing the larger role in the cause of social behavior, I think his personality is the type that would pervade the situation.

Hottie professor also mentioned that he's in the middle of a divorce.

Now I know what you're thinking, but the answer is no. I do operate by a self-created and defined moral and ethical code, and teacher-student relations would be damaging to both our academic careers.

But that's not the only reason. It would, most simply, be creepy. Crushes on teachers are not supposed to play out, ever.

I had wanted to go out of town to see Derek over Thanksgiving break, but unfortunately I'm rather poor and also I've acquired a load of schoolwork to complete over the weekend.

But I found out that he's going to be coming into town to see family. I got a little concerned when I heard that he'd be staying at home. Thanksgiving, as Americans have come to know it, is all about gorging oneself on way too much food then struggling to stay awake during the football game.

I was worried that he wouldn't have enough to eat with nobody cooking for him. But now that he's coming into town, he can be with family, eat plenty, and I can bake something delicious for him.

I've been baking a lot lately, and Tony called last night when I was baking a pumpkin pie. He said, "I kind of want to date you now. The fact that you bake makes you really cool." I guess I wasn't cool before he found out I bake regularly, so now I have another weapon in my arsenal if someone else starts to think I'm lame.

"Oh yeah? Well, before you render your opinion indelible, try these cookies I just took out of the oven."