| Sometimes love can come out of nowhere and next thing you know you've fallenhard for your mate. Here are some clues that you've been shot with Cupid's arrow...|
| You Google him for no particular reason. Who knew he won his high school swim tournament? Or that his college economics class met Tuesdays and Thursdays?|
All of his jokes make you laugh like Julia Roberts on crack. Even the stupid ones.
If you don't get the chance to exchange good-byes with him before a long holiday weekend, you get cranky.
You read his horoscope.
You get into these weird wrestling matches or try-to-slide-an-ice-cube-down-the-other-person's-shirt escapades that wind up with both of you in hysterics on the floor. Platonic fun? Sure, babe, keep telling yourself that.
It takes you no less than 47 minutes to compose an email or text message to him (proofread by friends) that reads "Hey, what are you up to this weekend?"
You're partying like a tequila-drenched rock star at the same bar he's at. When he announces that he's tired and he's taking off, a funny thing happens five minutes later - you realize that (yawn!) you're tired too and head home.