A conversation, a sailor and a homemaker. We never address the tension.
Him: oh man, i met the portland version of you last night. i was on my heels. witty retorts and all. i can even see her baking in years to come.
me: I sent her. I have minions everywhere. The domestication begins ;)
Him: i wasn't kidding about that girl being distilled from your sauce
me: She was a early 20s divorcee too? What are the odds? :)
Him: i'm talking like WHOA. i kept staring at her face and seeing whisps of you. (that may have been the muscle relaxers...car accident yesterday)
me: So my twin, was she a gorgeous sharp tongued genius like myself or just a pale comparison because you miss me? But seriously, where did you meet her? And how random, I rarely am one of those people who have twins out in the universe.
Him: identical cheek bone structure. identical wit. curvy in all the necessaries.
Him: i spend most of time throwing random witty shit out into the universe. 40% goes over peoples heads. when i find a girl like yourself, who keeps up with me? it makes me all fuzzy. The ex could never keep up with me. large problem in retrospect
me: She kept up with you enough to keep you going for a while, the regular sex helped take the edge off I'm sure
Him: tis true. and the outdoor adventures and forced health in the kitchen
me: And not to be wretched but it's not a marathon to match wits with you, so that can't be the only thing making you smitten. those of us you are fond of do it with aplomb and you don't want to fuck B. (unless you do and if you do can I watch? hot)
me: you're wrong. hot. And I don't even find B attractive.
Pablo: you're exceptional. but we are our own island, there are many in this world with a narrow perspective, and i'm finding that no matter how illustrious the cleavage, i can't find myself diving in the dumb pool (much) anymore.
me: All right, I'll bite. Especially now that I spend a good chunk of time with the type of Christians who take a lot of pride in how little they know about the world. I swallow a lot of bile these days. blah blah love your neighbor blah. We are exceptional. Even if my father does not find me so. And tells me.
Him: he got a dumb streak in him to say that.
me: meh, if his greatest regret is "raising unexceptional children" he is totally overlooking ALL THE YEARS HE WAS AN ALCOHOLIC...great parenting dad.
Him: i think that the best part about our people is that we are trying to acheive breadth of perspective, not simply a heightening of stature and cash money hos
me: although breadth of perspective AND cash money hos would not be remiss...ask anybody.
