Guys I know never seem to think I'll sleep with them, so I can flirt away. Unless I want to sleep with them-see above re inertia.

Most of my flirting (which I haven't done in awhile . It's exhausting for me) has been safe/limited. As in, my friends or my friends' flirty husbands (which I guess is just teasing/banter but it's the same back-and-forth.) Last time I seriously flirted with a nonsafer surprised me with the response. Still fun, but dude, I so did not see that coming. Which makes me laugh at myself now, because ...so predictable. And yet, I still never knew what hit me.

I had a freecycler come get some stuff from me tonight. YAY! I also got teh pet stroller I bought off ebay and discovered it partially broken, not fully assembled and with no instructions. An email has been sent to the seller. I am kinda hoping for a full refund, cause as much as I want one of these, now that I see this one up close, I am not sure it is the right one for me.

That's too bad, msbelle, both on the crappy condition and it not being the right sort. Maybe we should engineer a granny cart that hold carriers. I've got at least one spare!

My biggest issue wrt flirting vs. hitting on, was the receiver thinking the former was the later.

What was described up above by both ita and erin was almost always interpreted as having intent. No way you do that and not have many men I know not think you wanna hook-up.

And for me anyway, flirting loses all fun when a guy I don't wanna sleep with starts acting like the hook-up is ON.

This is me. When I'm all sparkly outrageously flirty -- which is completely devoid of any fuckable intent -- is when the recipient invariably misreads it as an invitation to hook up, and I can't handle their reaction because it makes me feel like a small animal with a broken leg stuck in a trap.

(Geez, Tep. Issues much?)

But it's true. I only flirt if I'm SURE the recipient knows that it's not an invitation to hit it, because otherwise, the recipient's reaction -- well, frankly, it *scares* me.

All bets are off when it comes to Buffistas, though. Hell, I've made out with most of you already.

Yeah, I like flirting with completely inappropriate people, when you both know there's nothing else going on.

Also, I am confident that while people in the Conde Nast building may be greeting their business acquaintances with air kisses, that will not be spreading to the general US corporate culture any time soon. We had a lot of hugs and kisses in Mexico, but, not the US.

Finally, one time in high school I pined after a guy who was totally out of my league, and then it turned out he liked me too! We never really dated, per se, but we did go to the prom together. And whatnot.

Oh, in conclusion, many of you people were very funny this afternoon.

In I'm-a-dork news, I just got to hear this guy speak, and it was SO AWESOME. And I won a copy of his book! Suh-weet. I'm always glad when I go to shit like that, but too often I forget that.

Sounds excellent, Jesse. I'm just like you - I'm always so glad when I do shit like that, and then I forget and choose the couch instead. Need to stop that.

It was especially great (for me, not being an organizer) because while ~50 people had RSVPed, only like 15 showed up.

OC: WHY IS SETH SUCH A FUCKING ASSHAT!!?!?!?!!! Gods, I hate him this season. I want Summer to beat him to death with a handbag.