Speaking of crushes, I think one of my friends at school might have a crush on me. I just sort of notice him making comments for my benefit, going out of his way to sit by me, being quick to align himself with me in group conversations, etc. There's no way I'd be interested in him, so I guess it doesn't really matter anyway. The Old Mo might have flirted with him just to feel him out. But the New Mo thinks that might not be the world's greatest idea.
Crushes are strange.
Especially crushes that turn into flirtatious. And flirtations that turn into physical exploration of the crush. I'm always afraid that I've led the other person on. I'm paranoid about toying with people's emotions just to gratify my own ego, which Tim used to constantly accuse me of doing. Which I, admittedly, used to do back in the day.