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The title pretty much sums up my mood at the moment. Michael turned up at lunchtime, we went out, and then went to the park and snogged like a couple of teenagers for about an hour.

Since when did my body have that much control over the rest of my faculties? I could barely think straight the rest of the afternoon, and I'm still not entirely with it. I swear, it's been years since someone stirred me up like this - the man may not be a loooker, but he sure is good at what he does.

Gotta go - still can't concentrate. I think I need a cold shower. ;)