ech. I've known for a long time that I'm a terrible judge of character (hence the reason I frequently weigh my friends' opinions of people more heavily than my own) but I like to think that I have fairly good taste when it comes to the people that I actually choose to date (we're not talking about all the weirdos for whom I appear to be a magnet). But I'm beginning to think maybe that's not really true...sigh. Short version - I'm trying very hard to talk myself out of liking someone who I really shouldn't be interested in. Actual story to follow sometime later...maybe. For now, I've already taken way too long of a break from my exam. Oh, and Sid, in case you're wondering, this particular musing isn't really related to the previous post...which isn't really much of a story, more of a recognition of a pattern.