As it happens, I've been planning on making a post like this for a long time. The original plan was to do an illustrated version, and there are still pencil roughs in my sketchbook. They're still quite rough, and I'm busy enough that they'll stay rough for a while. But, since
tall_man has provided us with a set of
Rules for Dating Tyler, I feel compelled
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That having been said...
One of my favorite factoids is this: Males with the 'anti-social' personality disorder ('criminals', in ordinary language) are impossible to treat. Psychiatry does not know how to cure them. The criminal justice system does not know how to cure them. The most we can do is lock them up for a while. However, it is known that about 1% of them reform themselves every year, and become law-abiding, responsible, trustworthy citizens. It's not exactly clear why, but it seems that there's usually a woman involved.
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...Okay, yeah, I'd date one if she was really frickin exceptional in that lacks only in units what she makes up for in brilliance kind of way, but we're talking lightning-striking-a-lotto-winner kind of rare here.
Okay, enough ragging on undergrads (there's never enough ragging on undergrads!).
---Peter
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---Peter
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(I like to think I've caught up a lot in the recent past, though. Necessity is the mother of hacking!)
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These are fabulous really.
'cept for #3. Sorry, no dancing unless it's pit or a folk dance sorta thing like Hula lessons or the SCA dance practice I used to go to. Ok, I must ammend that further in that I secretly long to learn ballroom dance and swing dancing. But the whole going to a club and just dancing just doesn't work for me, even if I can fake it.
I will, of course, accept any and all chemical saturation offered in an attempt to get me to dance. Martini, dry with a splash of vermouth and two olives will probably get you the best results.
Oh, and the holding hands in public is a no go. It's not that I'm ashamed of you, it's just that I don't go for public displays of affection in general. I'll more than make up for it in private.
*looks around* Um, this is all hypothetical, of course. But on the other hand I wouldn't kick you out of bed for eating crumbly crackers.
*wink* How're you doin'?
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