This week’s Unconscious Mutterings:

1. Hook:: line and sinker
2. Greg:: Kinnear – and don’t ask my why I thought of him…
3. Sixty:: my parents are older than that!
4. Breakfast:: in bed
5. Dollar:: cent
6. Unpredictable:: confusing
7. O:: 2
8. Bathing suit:: beach
9. Inconsiderate:: can’t stand it!
10. Marx:: and Engels

And here’s the Saturday Senses:
[sight]:: opening your eyes right after your first kiss
The lights of the disco flashing around us, my girlfriends in the background staring unbelievingly and then cheering.

[taste]:: aphrodisiac food (whatever it was or whatever works(ed) for you ;-))
Eating raspberries always sends shivers of pleasure down my spine. They might not be your classic aphrodisiac, but they sure spark a lot of sensual feelings in me.

[smell]:: that specific perfume that drives you crazy on the opposite sex (or that person with that dazzling perfume that drove you crazy – you get the picture…).
A whiff of what is to me “man smell”. I have yet to find out what it is, or if it’s natural in some men – but just last week I passed a guy and smelled it. It always makes me close my eyes and think of strong arms hugging me.

[touch]:: (feeling) chills
Those few moments before a kiss, when you’re eyes lock and the distance between you becomes smaller and smaller…

[hearing]:: whisper(s)
Me and a friend having a sleep over and talking in hushed voices about everything and nothing. You can never exchange confidences as well as in whispers in a dark room…