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Scooby's Friends
 pantherdude |
12th January, 2010. 4:50 pm.
Today's livejournal question is "What is the best date you've ever been on? The worst?" Is this a sign, an omen?
I just arrived in Marquette ten minutes ago. At 7, I have a date with Lucia. She's made me dinner and cheesecake. No girl I've ever dated has made me food. Oh, they've been practical times, when I'd be dating someone and we'd get hungry and we'd make food. But no one has ever directly went out of their way to make me dinner. The idea is comforting, heartwarming, and it makes me a little nervous.
For the last month, I've talked to this girl for hours on the phone. She came to see me in Detroit. We're facebook official. We've had fights (well, psuedo-fights,) and discussed everything under the sun from the political future of the Democratic party to love to literature and Voltaire to the television show Lost. Yet...today is the first day of being in the same place with her, at the same time, for the next five months. How today goes will change everything. Or...continue everything.
I am nervous, very nervous. Perhaps my lack of sleep has something to do with it? I'm not sure.
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11th January, 2010. 9:51 pm.
"I am high like a star that's flying. Cassiopeia. Everything's changing now."-3EB
Lucia told me today she is falling in love with me because of my writing. She says a writer's writing is like a glimpse into their soul, and my soul is beautiful. She's falling in love, but not actually in love. Yet, anyway. But apparently I've got a charm.
I read somewhere once that Elizabeth Barrett Browning fell in love with Robert Browning because of his writing, and he fell in love with her because of her writing. That's what's happening here. When I mentioned this to Lucia, her response was, "Yeah, but I'm much better than that bitch!" I don't know much about Elizabeth Barrett Browning, but I tend to agree.
We connect through the phone, because she's in Marquette and I am here. We talk for hours everyday, sometimes in multiple conversations throughout our day. We've talked of traveling the world together, with nothing with us but literature, blank paper, pens and money.
There are some things in this world that are hard to write about casually. That's one reason for my silence as of late on this livejournal. It's hard to write informally, and not slip into poetics.
I am guilty of raising women up into demigods, placing them upon pedestals to be worshiped. This is different. This girl is one of the most self-aware women I've ever met. Our combined self-awareness has led us into something quite wonderful. She's not a goddess, but she is real. And that, to me, is better than the entire pantheon put together.
In 500 Days of Summer, Tom's friend talks about how his dream girl would have bigger tits, different hair, and would be more into sports than the girl he's dating. But he says that his girl is better than his dream girl, because she's real.
I don't know if I've ever had a checklist for the perfect woman. But if I did, I think Lucia would be the one who comes the closest to fulfilling all of that. She's not perfect, she's not my dream, but she is wonderful all the same. I am so lucky to have her in my life.
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 pantherdude |
9th January, 2010. 10:45 pm.
This is the closest thing to an update about my date with Lucia last Saturday that I'm able to write.
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25th December, 2009. 5:44 pm.
"I want a new girl, the kind everybody wants. The kind that'll shout it out, and then we laugh off. I'll be her terrorist and she will be my looter. Eye of fatima painted on her motor scooter. She puts on eye shadow a deeper shade, deeper shade of blue. And then she gets in bed with you. I want a new girl, who won't sell me out half of the time and gets me closer to my life design."-Third Eye Blind
I, Alexander Belz, have found the woman described above.
I know at the beginning of a new relationship I have been guilty of shouting about it from the rooftops for everyone to hear, but the only girl- that's right, the only, I lied every time before- girl who I have kissed in 2009 is coming to visit me from Dayton, Ohio, tomorrow. She's getting a hotel and we're going out on a date. We're going to the DIA, then getting coffee, and from there, who knows?
We have been talking every night for hours. Our record, thus far, is 7. I like this girl. I can talk to her about journalism, history, politics, writing, sex, love and violence. What else is there?
She is my crazy romantic liberal.
I spent the last hour or so searching the streets for a motel, any motel. About ten minutes ago it occurred to me I was going about this the wrong way. I need to not only find a motel, I need to find THE motel. A perfect romantic location.
So...it's back on the road again. This time, I'm heading west.
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