She lives!

Holy hell, I have what might be a crush. Oh dear.

So there's this guy. I've seen him most days at my bus stop. He rides the same bus downtown as I do, obviously. For a long time, we've both been engrossed in our respective books. We'll call him Bus Stop Guy, or BSG for short.

He's not particularly attractive. He's ginger (which I know lots of people don't like, but I do) for one. He's a tad on the skinny side, too. And he has that pointy kind of face that always looks like it's sneering.

Until he laughs. Then his face lights up. It's amazing how people's faces can change.

Anyway, after not talking for 5 months, we started minor chatting about a month ago when our bus just never came. Mind you, it's the last bus into the city or else we have to go a roundabout route. 30 minutes later.

So since then, we have minor conversation when we see each other. I feel like such a loser. I've forgotten how to flirt sober! All I can usually deal with is a "good morning". The minute it goes further to him asking me a question, I answer and then shut down by reading and not asking him the normal next question.

What the hell is wrong with me?

So anyway (yes, I know I use those words too much, get over it), I think we almost had a real conversation the other morning, and I think he might be a lawyer. This is bad, very bad. I swore I would never date another lawyer. Only civilians is what I said.

But for some reason he strikes some chord with me. He reads. Sometimes it's Louis L'Amour. He gets up and helps close the back bus door when it won't close.

And for all this, I still haven't a clue whether he's married or what his name is.

So I wonder: 1) Should I ask his name? and b) I guess I should look for that ring soon and c) maybe I should just enjoy the bus crush as it could go very bad if something were to go wrong because he lives only one block away.

Any comments on that?