These are desperate, sexually frustrated times:

Dear Diary,

Amidst the unwashed engineers and the greasy CSers, I saw a ponytailed vision. He was like Legolas from LOTR, but like, more M4W. Should I ask him for a Red Bull at the Greenhouse Cafe? Should I make a joke about hyperbolic stochastic diff EQs? Sigh. I just wish he would share my sleeping bag in this prime corner of Cabot Science Library.

<3 Susie