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Well, for those of you who read this entry, I finally got myself into gear and told the unfortunate sod I liked him.

He didnt scream or run away, which was a relief. He didnt give me the excuse I was expecting, namely "Sorry, I like someone else." (I usually arrive at these things too late).

In fact, it went as well as I had wanted to hope it would, but didnt dare think about it cos I was sure I'd be disappointed.

This isnt the start of a whirlwind love affair. I knew it wouldnt be. I'm just happy that he knows.

Thanks to Farqueue for finally convincing me to do it.

Update:
Back from the piercers. My poor wittle tongue has been skewered yet again.