Caught in the act of the stare. I walk up and down these streets daily just to look at the individuals I pass. And this is the best part of town to do so, what with the Art school right around the corner and the Ivy League school feet away. And I'm not just a quick-glancer type of gal, I stare. Yesterday I saw a Dark-Rimmed-Glasses guy that I fantasize about daily, maybe hourly, and luckily he missed my stare. But his friend did not. NOOooo. Not only did his friend witness my stare, I actually overheard him say, "Dude. That girl was just totally staring at you." Me. He blew my cover. Although, I'll admit, an obvious and very apparent cover. But still. Dude! Don't admit that to your friend! I just couldn't tear myself away from those crystal green-blue eyes behind the sexy artsy dark-rimmed-glasses! DUDE!