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I’m driving home from dinner and the radio starts playing Matchbox Twenty’s “If You’re Gone” . What is it about Rob Thomas’ voice that makes me completely melt? I love the sound of his voice. I feel wonderful everytime I hear it. My god it causes a complete physiological change in me. It’s like magic.

My heart beat changes, starts beating erratically. I get light headed, my breathing becomes shallow, my clit engorges with blood, and I feel like I might at any moment melt into a pile of goo. All perfectly palapable physiological changes (except for maybe the goo thing). Why does the sound of his voice do this? It’s bizarre. (Kinda like when Mary Hart’s voice was causing seizures back in the early ’90’s) 

I often accidentally fall in love with clients if one of his songs happens to be playing during an appointment. And I love it. Needless to say I find Rob Thomas totally do-able. Between the voice and him being unbelievably hot (I think it’s his eyes), that’s no surprise. (I remember Jude Law having the same physiological effect on me a few years ago).Honestly I love it. It feels like I’ve been drugged. There are no side effects to Matchbox Twenty songs are there?

But maybe the physical changes I feel everytime I hear his voice isn’t lust/love. Maybe it’s angina? I should probably see a doctor.

In the meantime, discounts on future appointments to anyone who brings tons of Rob Thomas and Matchbox Twenty CD’s to me as gifts at an appointment. http://www.robthomasmusic.com/ http://www.matchboxtwenty.com/ http://www.debraford123.com/content/bin/everythingrobthomas.html 

Everytime I go in the bathroom I get this weird feeling.  I feel a little stressed and a little excited.  I feel happy and also frustrated.

See the problem is there is a pig in my bathroom.  A really cute baby pig who gives me this wonderfully coy look everytime I’m in there.  It’s making me crazy!!  I never thought having a pig in the bathroom would cause a state change.

It’s a good feeling and an uncomfortable feeling.  I’m happy to see him but he is so cute it drives me nuts.  There should be some sort of cuteness law.

Anyway PiggyPoo, as I have taken to calling him, is on a calendar.  He’s so cute I could eat him up (ok bad choice of words). He plays in a field and when he sees you coming he always gives you a cute sideways smile.  PiggyPoo is being coy.  He knows how cute he is and that you’ll want to reach out and kiss him and hug him–but you can’t.  He get’s a kick out of this, hence his coy grin.

You’re upbeat, insightful, effervescent and imaginative

You also have a tendancy to be a little neurotic and self-absorbed, and fall for guys who are either (for the most part) unattainable or completely wrong for you.

You love luxury and decadence and don’t believe there should be any guilt in pleasure. You see what you want, you take it.

You’re smart, witty, trustworthy, and level-headed.

You value your independance above all else. You give the impression that you may be a little jaded, but you still harbour school-girl fantasies of finding someone who’ll make you giggle and blush.

You’re sweet, unassuming, compassionate and generous.

You find yourself easily dissapointed. Not that that would stop you, you’re forever the eternal optimist.

You’re on the materialistic side. As far as your concerned, money matters. Alot.

Your sweetness makes it easy to over-look your high standards. You are truley a genuine, kind-hearted person.