Afterwards, I won't remember. Right?
My hosts are watching the Bachelor, which I haven't seen since the season when an acquaintance was on it. It makes me desperately afraid that when I fall for someone, I too will be mind-bogglingly inane. I won't notice, though, right? I will be lost in his eyes, which show the beautiful soul of my prince, right? I won't even hear myself giggling and repeating him, right? It'll just sound natural to me in my infatuated state. He won't notice, because he'll think everything I say is devastatingly witty and charming. It'll be OK. We'll pull through. Together. With my prince.
posted by Megan at 10:24 PM
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It is the 14th, and we are glad you have cracked.
Tyler
If he is as infatuated, pretty much ANYTHING from you will seem utterly charming. That's the way it goes. If your words have some meaning, that meaning will be fascinating. If you are just blathering, well it is going to be performance art of the highest order.
You wont notice ... until a year or two later, when you'll wonder what on earth you were doing. It's called time inconsistency of preferences, and it keeps divorce lawyers in business. And florists.
We'll notice all along, but we wont tell you anything, because well ... if you haven't noticed the cameras, the roses, the artificial dates, the commercial interruptions ... then we're going to enjoy ourselves.
Next stop, flava of love!
"He won't notice, because he'll think everything I say is devastatingly witty and charming."
I don't understand what you mean; are you implying that most of what you're saying now isn't witty or charming? Or only that once you've found him, you'll no longer be saying witty or charming things, but he'll think it's witty and charming anyway?
no way! she'll be on chains of love!
In my experience what ends up happening is that you both end up becoming completely goofy, neither of you notice, but your friends have fun mocking you constantly for it.
Oh yes, the mocking is amusing. For a while... You'll have a couple-name. You'll think it's cute. Until everyone is introducing you by it and you're, like, hello, separate identities, really!
Cheers,
Tim.
Tim, it is even worse if you work at the same place with your couple-mate. Not only do you get referred to as a single entity, but pretty soon your mail starts getting delivered interchangeably. They no longer even bother to give me my paycheck, they just deliver it to my wife (insert joke here).
See, why would ever let the goofiness be filmed, I ask you?
I read somewhere that you can't say the wrong thing to the right person, so you should be okay.
Man, I love the Bachelor. Great show. of course, the great thing about it is that it manipulates that in-love goofiness out of a whole passel of women at once, by simply making the man a high-status object of competition. It can actually be seen as a pretty vicious merciless take on the initial state of falling in love, in that it shows that so much of it is pure projection created by external cues.
If you like the Bachelor (and I may be alone in this!), check out this hilarious blog:
http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=bachelor/070515
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