Monday, December 12, 2005

Things I like about. Yes, him.

So, I was sort of thinking about writing something about recent events, which is way up there on the pink scale (why stop now), but it's getting old, isn't it. I mean, sure, short update equals things fine, I'm not freaking out this week, nor the next, I can actually think about other things, and I have sex on a frighfully regular basis.

But let's cut the he said I said I thought stuff. I give you

XX things I like about him




  1. Pheromones. Obviously.
  2. That he cuts his hair. Regularly.
  3. And irons his shirts
  4. and keeps his stubble groomed.
  5. (His stubble. His ears. The color of his hair. The softness of it.)
  6. His posture. Spotted him instantly, with his bike, in the fog and darkness. Quite a Rapunzel moment with me in the window, him in the yard (though I walked down to let him in)
  7. That he is kind to his sister
  8. and obviously proud of his family.
  9. 'i like my body when it is with your/body. ...'
  10. That he cares about stuff. The world, politics, ethics
  11. but not in your face political.
  12. The fact that he won second price for "best butt" at a graduation celebration, but didn't tell me until now, nor dresses to emphasize the fact.
  13. Oh, yes, that too.
  14. Caring. Like, reminding me that I need to eat before the concert when I'm reluctant to get up and hit the shower.
  15. Entwining his fingers with mine when we're in bed, from the start.
  16. How his smile creeps up to his eyes.
  17. His stern brow and patrician nose.
  18. Not being overly tidy.
  19. The atmosphere in his home.
  20. Coming with me to a party so he could meet my friends.
  21. Being easy to talk to. About most things, sex included.
  22. And that he's a half-decent kisser.
  23. Making time for me in a crazy schedule.
  24. Music. Any type of string music makes me smile, and fall a little, these days.
  25. Cycling everywhere. Together.
  26. Being a foregone conclusion.
  27. My christmas present. (That I got one. And what it was).
  28. That he buys müsli without raisins, just for me.

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