the book o' men is officially begun. only two entries thus far, one of which is my very favorite, a certain hottie from seville, but it's already not fit for other eyes. i'm including some of my cheesier feelings here, so it's going to be quite classified. i have the perfect hiding place, till i return to school and my lockbox...let us say that when my delightfully crafty grandfather built things, he liked to put secret compartments in them. i doubt my mom even remembers it's there, and she'd have no reason to go through the trouble of getting to it, so we're good.