JohnVonNeumann wrote:On Soulseek, because of Red Temple Spirits.

This one's my favorite so far.
If someone would have told me when I was 15 that in my lifetime I would see technology progress to the point where you are able to sit down on a Saturday night, and with the click of a few buttons get every piece of music ever recorded for free AND get some squish...man, I would have told them they were nutso.

I don't have a significant other but I am very taken with an intelligent and graceful woman right now.

I was aware of her existence for some three years prior to us ever spending any amount of time together to speak of. I would usually run into her at a local "coffeehouse" (its more of a bar, really) or at her church. Sometimes the church would put on shows that friends would play at. So we had spoken a few times. I thought she was cute so I asked one of my friends that knew her better about her. He told me she was in her twenties (I was sixteen, maybe) so I didn't think about it unless I bumped into her.

Skip to June of this year.

The day that I turned eighteen I went to the coffeehouse that I mentioned earlier. I was meeting a girl that I was interested in but she was blown out on who knows what and didn't show. I waited outside for a minute and then went inside to see if I could find her. I saw Sichel (the girl) sitting by the door and I remember thinking then that I didn't want the other girl to show. We talked for a while. By this time we knew each other well enough to hear each other out on items that we held dear. Enough small talk over time adds up. She told me that she was thinking of breaking up with her boyfriend. I stupidly thought "Well, I am legal now. All bets are off".

I'm going to change tense now for ease of storytelling.

We go get milkshakes and i take her back to her car about about five in the AM. We do this for a few consecutive nights. We spend a lot of time together but after about three weeks I am going crazy because I can't figure out what is going on. She is calling me because she wants to go get dessert somewhere or wants me to come hang out with her while she sews. All very boyfriend type things to do with a woman. She knew that I had a crush on her but I didn't think about it too much because of the age gap and she just shrugged it off. After about three weeks we are sitting on my couch watching "Shop Girl". My head is about to explode. I think "So I can't put the moves on her. This woman isn't crazy. The only way a twenty-four year old woman would be interested in an eighteen year old boy is if she was completely insane. This woman isn't completely insane so I have no idea what is going on." I pause the movie and basically say "What the hell are you doing with me. If I was related to you I would be confused about your motives with me". That isn't actually what I said but you get the idea. She tells me that she isn't interested.

So we spend a lot of time together this summer as friends and all is well. I don't think about it so much. We keep our time alone with each-other to a minimum.

She goes to Montenegro in August on a mission trip. Reunites with one of her previous boyfriends and I assume that it ends there. I call her a few days before I move to Knoxville just to say "bye", really. But she meets me and we spend the entire night together.

We are talking on the phone almost every day for over a month after I move. Back to square one.

I go out on date with a pretty girl that lives in the dorms across the street and date doesn't go so well. I can't focus. All I can think about is calling Sichel and telling her what a horrible time I had and laughing about it with her. Then I realize what that means-- "OH, FUCK!"-- I said out loud when I realized how smitten I was. I think about it for a while and next time we speak I tell her I can't talk to her anymore and she needs to back off. She doesn't oblige me and I don't have the willpower or desire to back off myself.

Next time I come into town tension is worse than ever. We kiss. Now we are together and its even better than I thought it would be. You can imagine that I thought it was going to be pretty damn good to put myself through all of that.

Yeah so there is the first chapter. Hopefully there will be more.

I hope I didn't make her look too crazy. Between me being an atheist and six and a half years younger than her there was a lot for her to deal with. That should explain all of my headsplitting confusion and her reluctance.

It's pretty fucking blissful.

Marsupialized wrote: I would see technology progress to the point where you are able to sit down on a Saturday night, and with the click of a few buttons get every piece of music ever recorded for free AND get some squish...man, I would have told them they were nutso.

Marsup, this is one amazing statement...

yaledelay wrote:

Marsupialized wrote: I would see technology progress to the point where you are able to sit down on a Saturday night, and with the click of a few buttons get every piece of music ever recorded for free AND get some squish...man, I would have told them they were nutso.

Marsup, this is one amazing statement...

I was reading it and thinking the same thing.

syntaxfree07 wrote:I don't have a significant other but I am very taken with an intelligent and graceful woman right now.

I was aware of her existence for some three years prior to us ever spending any amount of time together to speak of. I would usually run into her at a local "coffeehouse" (its more of a bar, really) or at her church. Sometimes the church would put on shows that friends would play at. So we had spoken a few times. I thought she was cute so I asked one of my friends that knew her better about her. He told me she was in her twenties (I was sixteen, maybe) so I didn't think about it unless I bumped into her.

Skip to June of this year.

The day that I turned eighteen I went to the coffeehouse that I mentioned earlier. I was meeting a girl that I was interested in but she was blown out on who knows what and didn't show. I waited outside for a minute and then went inside to see if I could find her. I saw Sichel (the girl) sitting by the door and I remember thinking then that I didn't want the other girl to show. We talked for a while. By this time we knew each other well enough to hear each other out on items that we held dear. Enough small talk over time adds up. She told me that she was thinking of breaking up with her boyfriend. I stupidly thought "Well, I am legal now. All bets are off".

I'm going to change tense now for ease of storytelling.

We go get milkshakes and i take her back to her car about about five in the AM. We do this for a few consecutive nights. We spend a lot of time together but after about three weeks I am going crazy because I can't figure out what is going on. She is calling me because she wants to go get dessert somewhere or wants me to come hang out with her while she sews. All very boyfriend type things to do with a woman. She knew that I had a crush on her but I didn't think about it too much because of the age gap and she just shrugged it off. After about three weeks we are sitting on my couch watching "Shop Girl". My head is about to explode. I think "So I can't put the moves on her. This woman isn't crazy. The only way a twenty-four year old woman would be interested in an eighteen year old boy is if she was completely insane. This woman isn't completely insane so I have no idea what is going on." I pause the movie and basically say "What the hell are you doing with me. If I was related to you I would be confused about your motives with me". That isn't actually what I said but you get the idea. She tells me that she isn't interested.

So we spend a lot of time together this summer as friends and all is well. I don't think about it so much. We keep our time alone with each-other to a minimum.

She goes to Montenegro in August on a mission trip. Reunites with one of her previous boyfriends and I assume that it ends there. I call her a few days before I move to Knoxville just to say "bye", really. But she meets me and we spend the entire night together.

We are talking on the phone almost every day for over a month after I move. Back to square one.

I go out on date with a pretty girl that lives in the dorms across the street and date doesn't go so well. I can't focus. All I can think about is calling Sichel and telling her what a horrible time I had and laughing about it with her. Then I realize what that means-- "OH, FUCK!"-- I said out loud when I realized how smitten I was. I think about it for a while and next time we speak I tell her I can't talk to her anymore and she needs to back off. She doesn't oblige me and I don't have the willpower or desire to back off myself.

Next time I come into town tension is worse than ever. We kiss. Now we are together and its even better than I thought it would be. You can imagine that I thought it was going to be pretty damn good to put myself through all of that.

Yeah so there is the first chapter. Hopefully there will be more.

I hope I didn't make her look too crazy. Between me being an atheist and six and a half years younger than her there was a lot for her to deal with. That should explain all of my headsplitting confusion and her reluctance.

It's pretty fucking blissful.

Nevermind all of that. Just broke up with her. I swear this forum is cursed.

On a building site.

Rachi wrote:On a building site.

I think you posted in the wrong thread

http://electrical.com/phpBB2/viewtopic. ... 7179d76925

One afternoon, I'm working out at the gym with a friend of mine. I notice this particular woman who I had been smitten with for more than a year, so I comment to my friend that I think she's the most beautiful woman who works out at our gym. I had never spoken to her, except to occasionally ask if I could work in on a bench or something.

Fifteen or twenty minutes later, she approaches me and asks me about an exercise we're doing. We start chatting.

We've now been married for a couple of years and have a beautiful baby boy.

match.com

We had our two year (marriage) anniversary last Monday.

I met her on Yahoo Personals in July 2005.

We just got married last Saturday.