I realized something tonight somewhere in between the cramp in my neck from staring at a computer screen for nine hours straigh and rumbling of my stomach from not taking time out of my work to eat all day and all last night.
I think I am in one of the healthiest relationships ever.
Tonight, I conciously realized that I didn't question Kyle about what he was going to be doing tonight. When I thought about that, I realized that I hadn't been really asking him those probing questions like I used to. No undermining jealousy, no lack of trust, no doubt in my mind. None of the questions that parents ask their teenagers when they're about to head out for a night with their pals. "Where are you going, who are you going with, what are you going to be doing?" etc., etc.
I have Brad the Asshole to thank for making me that way, but now I have Kyle to thank for making me the way I used to be.
He gives me no reason to doubt him, no cause for fear. Sure, he looks at other women's boobs, or asses, or crotches, or whatever (I mean, he is a guy), but it doesn't bother me. Like tonight when I got home, he was watching trash TV "Elimidate" and he said something about some lady having ginormic boobs. I didn't really say anything other than, "Holy shit, yea she does." He then looked at me and played with my boob.
"Hers maybe big, but yours are perfect."
I found that very romantic for some odd reason. Part of me wanted to slap him, but the other half wanted to melt into his arms. Guess which part won?
He also took me to a Mongolian grill. YUM!
Oh. And about that animation. You guys are going to have to wait since I have to figure out how to fix the "Mac to PC" problem I've been having.
I might be able to show you an older version of my animation...But the final you might have to wait on till I figure out how to upload the damn thing.
Some questions for ya'll.
1. Have you ever been in a relationship that just totally destroyed your sense of trust? What happened?
2. Do you prefer dogs or cats? Why?
3. How much do you love The Cheat? Why? (Not me, the one with yellow fur and black polka-dots...Says, "Meyah!" a lot?).
I think I am in one of the healthiest relationships ever.
Tonight, I conciously realized that I didn't question Kyle about what he was going to be doing tonight. When I thought about that, I realized that I hadn't been really asking him those probing questions like I used to. No undermining jealousy, no lack of trust, no doubt in my mind. None of the questions that parents ask their teenagers when they're about to head out for a night with their pals. "Where are you going, who are you going with, what are you going to be doing?" etc., etc.
I have Brad the Asshole to thank for making me that way, but now I have Kyle to thank for making me the way I used to be.
He gives me no reason to doubt him, no cause for fear. Sure, he looks at other women's boobs, or asses, or crotches, or whatever (I mean, he is a guy), but it doesn't bother me. Like tonight when I got home, he was watching trash TV "Elimidate" and he said something about some lady having ginormic boobs. I didn't really say anything other than, "Holy shit, yea she does." He then looked at me and played with my boob.
"Hers maybe big, but yours are perfect."
I found that very romantic for some odd reason. Part of me wanted to slap him, but the other half wanted to melt into his arms. Guess which part won?
He also took me to a Mongolian grill. YUM!
Oh. And about that animation. You guys are going to have to wait since I have to figure out how to fix the "Mac to PC" problem I've been having.
I might be able to show you an older version of my animation...But the final you might have to wait on till I figure out how to upload the damn thing.
Some questions for ya'll.
1. Have you ever been in a relationship that just totally destroyed your sense of trust? What happened?
2. Do you prefer dogs or cats? Why?
3. How much do you love The Cheat? Why? (Not me, the one with yellow fur and black polka-dots...Says, "Meyah!" a lot?).
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[Edited on Aug 29, 2004 2:35AM]