Ron and I have come to the conclusion that we are officially too odd for any other partners. We are ruined (pronounced "rooned") for anyone but each other.
We have a culture of sorts, which includes "secret" handshake/dance with the following lyrics:
Kaw Kaw
Raelians Rule
Speedo!
We create elaborate stories for all things LaFleur, such as Fridge LaFleur (who loves $100 bills, but hates mustard) or the artist formerly known as Sam LaFleur (who had a wildly successful button business that catered to gay men's underpants accessories).
I guess this is what happens when you've been together long enough... We love the same things (fish tacos, sharks, dinner in bed), hate the same things (snow, ear wax, pumping gas), and laugh at the same things, which generally make no sense (see Fridge LaFleur and the artist formerly known as Sam LaFleur). He doesn't protest my love of the dead (literally), or inability to wear pants at night (not in a weird way), my inherent selfishness, or incessant need for water. And in turn I don't scoff at his need to excessively worry, the fact that his ears are WAY too small for his body, or his unusual claim to hate his left foot (WTF?).
Its true, we are ruined.
Well you do seem unusually thirsty, and his ears could always be larger...
ReplyDeletewhat are railiens? hmmm
Grad school question: Since you go to a "real" school, have you requested a letter of institutional support from CU for any reason? I requested one which started the freak out session mentioned previously. Apparently, my school thinks it is unheard of to need to request something like this.
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Miss- member these wackos? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ra%C3%ABlism
ReplyDeleteHolly- all the time! Letter of affiliation, letter of good standing, etc, etc, etc. I often will just draft whatever I need it to say and then ask the dept secretary to write it up and have the chair sign.
Wow, thanks - they are weirdos (thank goodness they don't 'rule')!
ReplyDeleteThanks Marni. I knew it wasn't a strange thing to ask.
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