…it’s not a crush so much as it’s “appreciation”…

i) As she was leaving the office yesterday, she commented on my outfit, said how nice I looked. I mentioned it was because we were going to see Sascha Trudeau speak and to attend his reception. She smiled and said I might just end up walking out with Sascha Trudeau. I didn’t… but that would have been nice.

ii) The best had a dream last night where she and Jacob and I were sitting chatting in a restaurant somewhere. I made a fuss about my name and decided to change it to something else – pronounced the same but because I felt it looked prettier with an “o”. It doesn’t. The best says she thinks I’m becoming a whackjob. That could be.

iii) I want to live vicariously through the interns.