All right, you two. Every time you get together, any attempt at getting to know each other gets derailed by sex. I'm not complaining, of course, especially when I get to watch; however, I think you need to just talk to each other for a bit. Thus, I want you to do so in the comments to this entry. And no cybersex. I'm serious about that.
I didn't forget about our first date! I forgot what I ate for lunch. I was a little distracted. Don't make me pinch you next time I see you.
Um. How about music? What's your favorite kind? I like all different things, especially stuff I can dance to. My current guilty pleasure is this new ultra-techno rave stuff. It's very...very bloody techno ;)
My dad's name is Nick. He used to work in a lab when I was small, and he gave that up to get into art. Labwork was too constraining for him, and when I saw what he could do--which was anything--I wanted to be artistic, too. My mother, Nyasha...most people don't believe this. She's a princess of Rhodesia. Don't ever mention that to her unless she brings it up first (and don't EVER call it Zimbabwe). It still terrifies her that she and my father were living there, could have become refugees when the wars broke out.
I believe in it, but I don't believe it has as much to do with seeing that person as feeling their energy. There's a connection sometimes, and it's real, but it has to go beyond physical appearance for it to be love, right?
I agree. I don't think physical appearance has much to do with love, except that you might not notice a person if you don't consider them physically attractive. But that energy thing, yeah, it's like that.
Yeah. *smiles* We were completely crazy, we met and in the space of a couple of weeks we were talking about long term relationships and me being his boy and saying "I love you." I think it took longer than that before I really could accept the words from him, but he was perfect from the start.