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I, despite having gotten far too little done this weekend, or maybe because it, and having been on my period, had a really good weekend. I was in Kalamazoo, with my BF, for most of it.
Things About Having Geek Boyfriends:
1. They are warm. I suspect this is a thing about all boyfriends, but mine in particular does thing thing where I am freezing and then we cuddle and then half an hour later I'm warm and then an hour later I'm hot. It's great.
2. They not only understand really bad geek jokes, they laugh at them. For example:
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Interrupting coefficients of friction.
Interrupting coefficients o-
Myuuuuuuuu!
(If you got that, then consider yourself a geek.)
3. They are totally willing to persuade your muscles not to hate you. This is Important after a three-hour drive full of Traffic, or in general when on a period. Both of which were truefax instead of falsefax.
4. The funny quotes. For example:
"Your hair is attacking me."
"It does that. It also eats combs and small mammals."
"It's the 'something good is happening' noise. From Zelda."
" . . . no. Just no."
"Pillow-mode transform Go! And then an action sequence. Like in Transformers."
"You know, I'm tempted to chuck all the hangers in this closet that aren't holding something at you."
" . . . "
"Don't have said that."
" . . . Okay."
Aside from that, Zelda was played, the original Ghost in the Shell movie was viewed, much geeking occurred, Kalamazoo has a much nicer campus than Kettering (including a nicer cafeteria that serves better food), and the active word for the weekend is probably "with."
Then I met Sair.
Three things about Sair: she wears glasses, those cool small ones that don't make you look like you are wearing swim goggles; she is taller than me; and she has much better fashion sense than I. She also has hair that's very nearly as long as mine but nowhere near as badly-behaved.
She snuck up on me, probably based on the fact that my periodic table of the elements shirt is in bright neon and quite conspicuous. This scared me. Then we introduced ourselves. I cannot for the life of me remember her actual name. I have a mental image to go with the Sair person now, though.
We talked for about an hour, during which I worked my way through an Ice Tea, then the ice, and she got hopped up on expensive caffeine. In real life, she's not nearly as hyper as Chat would suggest, but she is so the kind of person you want to be around. This is because she laughs. I don't just mean "haha" laughing. I mean the kind of laughing that's open and infectious. She's one of those people who spread joy around just because they are.
I didn't want to have to leave, but on this ends there's this thing called "responsibility" which sucks. I shall have to make time to see Sair when I am in Kzoo.
As weekends go, that was beyond awesome and well into the realm of uber.
Now I have to get back to work. And I don't want to, because although the OChem test of Dhoom that I thought was on Monday actually occurred on Thursday (ouch) and the only test tomorrow is therefore the Phys-II test of "I has confidence," I also have an essay and two lab reports that I am avoiding. Remind me to do my homework.
Wah.
Things About Having Geek Boyfriends:
1. They are warm. I suspect this is a thing about all boyfriends, but mine in particular does thing thing where I am freezing and then we cuddle and then half an hour later I'm warm and then an hour later I'm hot. It's great.
2. They not only understand really bad geek jokes, they laugh at them. For example:
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Interrupting coefficients of friction.
Interrupting coefficients o-
Myuuuuuuuu!
(If you got that, then consider yourself a geek.)
3. They are totally willing to persuade your muscles not to hate you. This is Important after a three-hour drive full of Traffic, or in general when on a period. Both of which were truefax instead of falsefax.
4. The funny quotes. For example:
"Your hair is attacking me."
"It does that. It also eats combs and small mammals."
"It's the 'something good is happening' noise. From Zelda."
" . . . no. Just no."
"Pillow-mode transform Go! And then an action sequence. Like in Transformers."
"You know, I'm tempted to chuck all the hangers in this closet that aren't holding something at you."
" . . . "
"Don't have said that."
" . . . Okay."
Aside from that, Zelda was played, the original Ghost in the Shell movie was viewed, much geeking occurred, Kalamazoo has a much nicer campus than Kettering (including a nicer cafeteria that serves better food), and the active word for the weekend is probably "with."
Then I met Sair.
Three things about Sair: she wears glasses, those cool small ones that don't make you look like you are wearing swim goggles; she is taller than me; and she has much better fashion sense than I. She also has hair that's very nearly as long as mine but nowhere near as badly-behaved.
She snuck up on me, probably based on the fact that my periodic table of the elements shirt is in bright neon and quite conspicuous. This scared me. Then we introduced ourselves. I cannot for the life of me remember her actual name. I have a mental image to go with the Sair person now, though.
We talked for about an hour, during which I worked my way through an Ice Tea, then the ice, and she got hopped up on expensive caffeine. In real life, she's not nearly as hyper as Chat would suggest, but she is so the kind of person you want to be around. This is because she laughs. I don't just mean "haha" laughing. I mean the kind of laughing that's open and infectious. She's one of those people who spread joy around just because they are.
I didn't want to have to leave, but on this ends there's this thing called "responsibility" which sucks. I shall have to make time to see Sair when I am in Kzoo.
As weekends go, that was beyond awesome and well into the realm of uber.
Now I have to get back to work. And I don't want to, because although the OChem test of Dhoom that I thought was on Monday actually occurred on Thursday (ouch) and the only test tomorrow is therefore the Phys-II test of "I has confidence," I also have an essay and two lab reports that I am avoiding. Remind me to do my homework.
Wah.
