Tuesday, November 23, 2004
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3 Years and Counting
Nov 23rd, 2001. That's when Jim kissed me outside his bathroom just before we were about to leave for some movie. Or dinner. I don't remember. Point was, he kissed me making the bold assumption that I would return the kiss. He was right.
So it's been three years, one and a half years of living together and having cats. Cats are really important. It's the measure either of us use to evaluate other people. Here's the theory see:
Dogs are easy to love. They love you back really obviously. They literally beg for your attention and are willing to do damn near anything to make you say "Good Dog". Dogs are easy to love so just because you ID yourself as a dog lover...well that really doesn't say much. Okay, well it says that you love relationships in which the other is desperate and clingy and needs you.
Cats on the other hand are much less personable. Most don't like strangers, have claws that they readily employ and can look evil in low light. (Sometimes Gato scares the hell out of me when she's sitting in the hallway and I meet her on my way to the bathroom at 3am) While they do display signs of affection they spend equal amounts of time being aloof and rather indifferent to your presence. If you are a cat lover, then you appreciate individual complexities. Makes you a good person. Also means that you're not overly enamoured with obvious signs of affection. When it comes down to it, you'll know whether a cat loves you, even though she doesn't slobber all over your face the second you step in the door.
I digress. So Jim and I have been together three years. I think that that's quite a big deal. Right now in the oven is a low-carb chocolate-raspberry cheesecake. Jim's on the diet not because he's fat, neccessarily, but because it's the only way for him to excercise self-control. For him junk food is all-or-nothing. If there's ice-cream in the fridge, it won't be there for long. If he's eating a chocolate bar, saving the rest for later is absolutely unheard of. Plus, we were going through 2L of soft drinks every 1-2 days. Now that he's on the diet, a 2L bottle of pop lasts over a week. There's been ice-cream in the freezer for more than a month and he's actually lost a little belly. I think I'll join him on the diet after Lisa and David leave. Given that we're going to have to go to
Anducci's one or more times during their visit, I think it prudent that I start my diet after their departure.
You know, I never expected this to be a lasting relationship, let alone a co-habiting one. I figured he was just going to be the first guy to get me into the swing of things at
UBC. Best laid plans of mice and men... Thank god most of my family likes him.
So here's to my Jimmy. Thanks for the last three years and thanks for everything still to come. Love You!
On a ocmpletely unrelated note, the Virgin Mary Grilled Cheese Sandwich sold yesterday for $28 000 USD. The winning bid was placed by
Golden Palace Online Casino. If I'm not wrong, these are the same guys who were advertised on the front of the
tutu wearing, clown shoe sporting diver that caused quite a stir at the Athens Olympic games. The casino is now
selling T-shirts with their logo on it and an image of the Grilled Cheese Sandwich for $19.99. Here's my question. Why was an online casino on Diana Dusyer's pre-approved bidder's list? If she really believed that the sandwich bore a divine apparition, wouldn't she only pre-approve bidders who too believed in the Blessed Virgin? I wonder how long it will be before she is smote.
posted by Joie! at
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