I was going to post this earlier, but got caught up reading, and then got the second email which just added to the thought.

I emailed a quick one-liner to say that “Purple Rain” was stuck in my head and it was all his fault. His response:

You’re welcome! (Warning: the following is an intentionally sappy line intended as a joke…) If it’s still stuck in your head tomorrow, I’ll make sure you forget all about it πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜‰

Then, over lunch, he emailed “for real,” and included this statement:

And, finally, another question which you can choose to not answer… – What’s something that I’m not doing with you that you wish that I did? (It could be something big or small… silly or serious)

I could almost cry.

2 Replies to “Perfection”

  1. Ok, so often I make loud ralphing noises when I read about what “he who shall not be named on your blog” has said or done recently. However, it is really bad when my co-workers know what this noise means. After making a lot of such noises today (over the Purple Rain and making you forget snippet), my co-worker (who’s boyfriend is your boyfriend’s coworker, WEIRD!) asks me if it is you and HIM being sappy again….really, this is disgusting.

    Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for you. Really, very happy. Also slightly nauseated, but really, mostly happy.

  2. My response to Young’un’s optional question:

    I like you just the way you are.

    (It’s true, you know. Wouldn’t change a bit. OK, don’t really get the anime attraction, but all in all that’s such a very tiny thing.)

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