10-07-2008, 03:42 PM
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Kick Ass Kunoichi
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I wrote about this in my blog on our anniversary a month and a week or so ago:
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Three years ago today I saw an advertisement for a show in the paper and decided I absolutely had to go. I was out for dinner at the time with girlfriends, but they had plans to go see a movie I had no desire to see. So I got ahold of an old acquaintance and he went with me, knowing full well that I would likely abandon him once we got to the show, as I explained this when he decided to come. The show was being held at "my bar", you see.
I went, ran into an old friend, who introduced me to his girlfriend, and she in turn introduced me to a table full of people I had never met, all townies. One of them had been in my Eastern Philosophy course that last spring, so we started chatting, and he offered to buy me a beer. While he was gone, I turned to the cute guy on my right, who I thought was way out of my league, and made a joke about the band on stage thinking they were the Rentals. He chuckled, and we started exchanging quips.
Once my beer was gone, I asked cute guy if he would like to go over to the Crowbar across the street to have another drink, and maybe talk some more, as the bar we were in was too loud. He agreed.
At the end of the night, we found out we lived on the same street, and so we walked home together, and hung out some more.
I closed the door behind him very late that night, and knew I had found him. Him. That one. That One. It wasn't a neat fall, nothing real in life is ever truly neat, but I fell, and he fell too. And falling together we formed a life and a love that we still have, three years later.
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Prior to this, I had been dating (but not seriously) and had a friends-with-benefits/fuckbuddy situation going on that wasn't the best for me. I think I was looking for something more, as I'd been doing what I'd been doing for a couple years.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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