Ahahaha! This never ceases to amaze me, I actually am in the same boat... or at least, a very similar-looking one.

Today this girl I really don't know at all, but joke with sometimes, was all over me. I was really confused, but mostly amused. I always tell her that I am the founder of the "Singing Club" that she is in. Anyway, she dragged me over to the club to meet my, well I call them my "groupies." (Note: I have nothing to do with this club other than showing up on the first day and declaring myself the founder. I am not.)

She was touching me constantly, making sexual innuendo, looking at me... I was, again, relatively indifferent, but a bit more interested than I was last time. This was really totally bizarre to me, I wish I could have seen it, there was hardly a moment that went by without her making some attempt to touch me.

I honestly have not spoken more than a quick (though lighthearted) conversation with her in passing. This is totally random and utterly unprecedented.

Doc: So you see, your boat is a little deeper than mine. But my boat wears short skirts and tells me what kind of underwear she is wearing (my boat wears white thongs, apparently.) I plan to just have fun with it. I would recommend you do the same. Protect yourself for a while longer. Luckily for me, I feel nothing emotionally towards her whatsoever... I can tell that you have at least some affection for your boat. But don't let that bother you. You should read Camus' "The Stranger" for an idea of the kind of indifference that will allow you to sail your boat without sinking.

Anchors away!