So, my mate and I went for A pint last Wednesday afternoon because it was sunny and we were both sick of the library. Five rounds later I let it slip that I reckoned one of our younger lecturers had a bit of a thing for me-jokingly of course-or, at least I was at the time. Anyway, I didn’t think anything of it again(because I had a much better story involving Ricks, Cassidies and a new variation on the Campden crawl)-UNTIL NOW!!!
I have just recieved an e-mail from said lecturer that just about cracked me up, scared the life out of me and enticed me all at the same time to pretty much the same degree. In case, my secret identity ever be revealed and at risk of embarassing her I shall say only this much: it starts with ‘Dear Rua’ and ends in a phone number-ha ha ha! eek! oh baby!
4 responses so far ↓
Rosie // May 9, 2008 at 7:50 pm
i’ve sent you emails that started with “Dear Rua” and ended in a phone number (occasionally it’s even been my own).
i wouldn’t worry.
Rua MacTírean // May 10, 2008 at 3:17 pm
Ye but you havrn’t been giving me eyes for the last two months and usually have a reason to e-mail me
Dave "Diamonds are forever" // May 12, 2008 at 10:50 pm
You sly dog!
Rua MacTírean // May 13, 2008 at 1:44 pm
Watch as I fuck it all up
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