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Jul 30, 2009
Charlie and Ted and (not) me
This is Charlie Cox. I'd become smitten with him a while back .
I'd seen two of his films and he was pretty much the only thing keeping me watching either.
Since then, I've done some mental archeology and realized (part of) the attraction. He reminds me of someone.
Once upon a time, in ENLS 418-The Later Romantic Movement in Britain, I spotted a boy. As was my m.o. in those days, I scoped out the cute boys the first day of class. It helped me determine whether to drop or add. Turns out the professor was cute too.
Also typical of my m.o. at the time was sitting in the back row of class. My life was a dynamic tension of pathological shyness and a need for attention. It still is.
Anyway, on the first day, I got there very early and sat as usual in the back right hand corner of the room, six feet away from the door. Easy exit. Maximum distance from professor.
Each day, however, I'd move desk by desk closer to the boy, like some sort of stalkerish chess game. Within the first week I was sitting right next to him. Within the next day I'd shamelessly made contact.
He was sweet and charming and his name was Ted. He was from suburbs and so was I! He loved Shelley and so did I! He needed a pen and I had one!
He was also straight as straight could be, and had a bit of the b.o.
Mo + M.O.= b.o. is how I guess I could sum up this tale of woe. (ok, I'll stop)
But whatever, he kept me going to class every day promptly, and I got an A, so it all worked out in the end, right?
Anyway, Charlie up there reminds me of him a bit: the pale skin, the dark long hair, that flyaway chest hair, those dreamy eyes. Ah...