The House That Drew Built

21.1.05


Crock o' shit

Don't be offended if I use that term around you. It's nothing personal. I just like it.

"Hi, Andrew, How are you?"

"That's a crock o' shit."


See? There. Nothing personal.


20.1.05


What the hell is this?

I've never believed in soulmates, that there's someone who was meant for you. I've had someone consider me their "soulmate" before, only to end up being dumped very unceremoniously. I was soured on the deal. I called it a crock of shit. I still like calling it a crock of shit.

But times change. Slowly, but surely, this opinion of mine is sitting on shakier and shakier ground. Over the past few months, I've gotten to know an amazing person. She's intelligent, funny, vibrant, outgoing, a complete joy to be with. Not to mention beautiful and gorgeous. I could go on and on. She's completely turned my world upside down. Not to mention she and I seem to have this connection that I've never experienced with anyone before...ever. We seem to know what each other is thinking or feeling, sometimes we'll say something that the other wanted to say. Sometimes, we think and act alike. Every day we find more and more things in common with each other. We're like a team, we get along so well. Her spirit is so strong, whenever she comes in the room, it's like everything brightens. I'm absolutely crazy for her. Soulmate? I don't know...maybe she is, maybe she isn't. But the signs are there. Only time will tell, but I'm sure enjoying every minute of it.


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