My Perfect Boyfriend

I wonder why I began thinking of a list of characteristics of my ideal bf while going my all-mornings path from the car to the faculty this morning.
By the way, I was leaving all kinds of footprints today: in the morning they were sleepy-footprints, then lazy footprints at midday, content footprints during the lunchtime and no footprints in the evening as the snow had melt by the time I set my feet on the ground.
Back to the topic. My list consisted of pretty picky things, like how he should brush his teeth and wash his hair and how he should smell nicely. This kind of things. I don't have much time in the morning to make large lists, but you've got the idea now.
So, in the evening I came back to these morning thoughts and all I could come up with was that I liked guys in suits. I know, I know I'm saying this all the time. But this is so utterly cool that I can't help staring at guys who wear suits. Unfortunately, not many of them come all dressed up the way I like it. Maybe that's why I like to be around Mr. Polyanski. Though, I know that when he does not have classes with students he does not wear suits.
I watched the movie called A Garden State, which I didn't really like. Mainly because I thought it would be a comedy and it wasn't while I like comedies. The soundtrack was good (Grammy Awards are not given on the weekends' sales after all). Well, I just thought that maybe some time in the future there will be somebody who will change my life in a few days. Mah. Probably not.
Anyhoo (mwa-ha-ha at my misspelling) I have a new netbook now. And I don't like it. But - hush - it does not need to know my attitude. It seems that I personificate things too much lately. And they are males mostly. And I still haven't read any of Freud's poetry.
Poetry... I am still thinking about her and I tend to think that I'd better not. Because I suppose I always get attached to people post factum, which is bad, because there is no hope to continue relashionships. Ah, I know that after some time I will forget about whom I even write right now. Anyway, I do not want to hurt my future self, so don't you worry about it. Relax, everything's fine.