Oh my God! It's sooo wierd that I was just thinking about something like this. A little unrelated, but similar. After a long hot day of jumping out in Moab with my mentor we were packing in the hotel room. As I laid down on my canopy, I looked up at him and couldn't help but get a little chubby. Does that make me gay? I'm really not gay, but something about the way the nylon rubbed against me at the same time our eyes met just made me feel a little "wierd". By the way, this isn't Guff. He just let me use his account since I was so excited once I read about this and had to post something. I hope I'm not gay, but I'm so confused right now...
