Damnit! I had the woman in my room, sitting on the edge of my bed. She was sympathetic*, she thought my lame joke was funny**, and she was hotter than a two-dollar pistol! And just as I was leading up to the sure-to-be-specTACular make-out session . . .
. . . my gods-damned alarm clock went off!
Grumble! Why don't the awful dreams ever end that
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Though *having* a sick sense of humor is a pre-requisite for me for a serious relationship. Or the guy won't "get" or understand me.
When Neil Gaiman found out that I was dating Keih, he told me (at Worldcon this past summer) "He'll never grow up." My response to him was "Yes. But there is a great difference between being childish and being child-like."
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*pout* ...lucky bastitch...
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So yeah... damn alarm clock too. :)
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When the alarm wakes me up from those, I actually tend to be a bit relieved...
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