i want your sex

it seems, that over the past few days, i have developed some kind of (unhealthy?) obsession with george michael. it all started innocently enough, i heard monkey on the radio, and thought hey, i have that cd. which leads to friday night, which, instead of going out like a normal person, i spent it downloading four or five different versions of too funky. all great. then i ripped the faith cd onto my ipod. listened to hard day (regular version, and the shep pettibone remix) for the rest of the evening. saturday rolls around, and i pick aimee up for whistler while listening to too funky. we also use this as our theme song for the rest of the evening, saying repeatedly to each other, 'would you like me to seduce you? is that what youre trying to tell me?' with that sexy smile and a little shimmy. sunday, i change my msn name to 'would you like me to seduce you? is that what youre trying to tell me?' accompanied by a saucy photo of me, trying to seduce you. however, i'm pretty sure it became a full blown addiction when not an hour and a half ago i was driving to physio listening to 'hand to mouth' on the ipod, for the 68th time in 3 days. when it ended and i started it over and said out loud, to myself, 'way too fuckin good'.