…that doesn’t know you exist? Where do you know this person from? Work? School? CTA commute?
And if you haven’t approached this person yet and asked him or her for a date…why not?
Brad Pitt. In my dreams. He’s married, so I will keep my distance.
Tequila Mockingbird. Sometimes she seems like she notices me, but it’s usually with a look of disgust.
Also Sarah Michelle Gellar.
And a few girls in here.
Harry Connick Jr.–but he’s married to a Victoria’s Secret model, and how in the hell can I compete with that?
Cook for him:) Show him that trick you and TM were doing earlier;)
A particular guy at my school…he doesn’t talk to me any more though, so I kind of gave up. 
I have the hots for both TN*Hippe & Fenris but neither really knows about it. :o
A good friend of mine. Unfortunatly she is also my wifes best friend so…
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Thank god my wife has no idea who DMAAN is.
Nah. I think she knows. 
I slept with him, so I’m pretty sure he knows I exist. 
The guy I had a crush on was a fictional character on a television show! Isn’t that pathetic? he didn’t know I exist because he didn’t exist! I think I was losing it.
porcupine, heh… yeah, that might be a good clue. [monty python]wink wink nudge nudge[/monty python]
Lesseee…
[li]Two 'dopers, which, for practical reasons, will not know.[/li][li]One woman at work who does know, and who I did ask for a date, and who also turned me down because I was too young. Well, that was what she said, anyway. I’ll take her at her word.[/li][li]One fictional character: Scully from X-Files. Could give a shit about Gillian Anderson (besides, she’s married), but Oh, Scully…[/li][li]One more fictional character, a certain Audrey Horne from Twin Peaks. Goodness… if I have to watch her flirt with Bobby Briggs one more time…[/li][li]One Greek goddess, my namesake.[/li]
Perhaps I need to get out more… nah. :wally
Spider Woman, but she doesn’t give me the time of day.
When she does notice me, she gives me that,“You still here” look.
The only thing she gives me are spider bites, when I act like an idiot.
Hey, I’m not actin’ !!!
Now my whole body is swollen, which sometimes is a good thing.
Yes. Said person does know I exist, but not that I have a crush on her. I met her through mutual friends when she came to visit them. She’s 20 years younger than I am and lives in another state.
Can you say stupid? :wally
I have a crush…well, crush is actually too mild of a word for it. But I won’t tell her–nobody I’m attracted to is ever attracted to me, so there’s no point. Besides, she’s a fictional character.
I have also developed a crush on the Nautilus Sleep System woman. Alas, I have a regular old bed, so I doubt she’d be interested.
I have a crush on one of my sister’s best friends.
She knows I exist, but we never speak, except when she calls my house for my sister, and I answer the phone.
I have a crush on a lady who works in my building. I’ve mentioned this before but there’s something about her that I find really sexy. I’m happily married so I would never act on it, but I can have quite the naughty fantasies about her.
Ian Haug of Powderfinger.
Hot damn.
And he knew I existed throughout the Chicago concert at the Double Doors! He had to - I showed him packets of Tim-Tams as they came on stage and he took them after the performance (but before the encore); he gave me the playlist taped to his amp (which now hangs from my computer desk on the original tape - damn, duct tape rules) and a bottle of water, we talked a little bit between songs, I made him laugh while he was playing with his ampthingo, and and and … and … when he came back for the encore he said “Hi there” to me and I said “Hi” - barely avoiding a swoon - “… will you be playing ‘Already Gone’?” and he said … he said … “No, love, not tonight - sorry.” And he looked all sad! And … and … mmmIwanthim … it’s at least 1/3 of the reason I’m moving to Australia!
stares at picture and purrrrrrs
Rae of Dawn, but she knows. Oh how she knows!
Her and about, oh I dunno, probably a dozen other women. (Hey, I am a guy, after all.)
BUT,…
I’m married. So call me old-fashioned, I just admire from afar and flirt shamelessly in person.
Well, she knows I exist, but I don’t think it penetrates her mind about anything else.
There’s a girl at this church home group I go to who’s about ten freakin’ years younger than I. But when I’m there, I find her so oddly attractive that I end up consciously restraining thoughts of grabbing her and kissing her.
But I have other, older, more promising irons in the fire, and those irons will have to go cold probably before I try anything with this one.