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Marf? Nope.
posted on Monday, February 14, 2011 @ 4:11 PM
Ewwit'sValentine'sdayohmaigawdihateitsomuch.
...Nahhhh. :)
"So this year, our goal? To win at Valentine's Day."
-I love my father. Yes, stocking up on marked down candy sounds like a good thing to win at.

Let's define types of love. Cause they exist.

1. Eros is romantic, passionate, love—what Tennov labeled limerence. In this type of relationship, love is life's most important thing. Lee said a search for physical beauty or an ideal type also typifies this type of love.

2. Ludus is a game-playing or uncommitted love. Lying is part of the game. A person who pursues ludic love may have many conquests but remains uncommitted.

3. Storge (STORE-gay) is a slow developing, friendship-based loved. People with this type of relationship like to participate in activities together. Often storge results in a long-term relationship in which sex might not be very intense or passionate.

4. Pragma is a pragmatic, practical, mutually beneficial relationship. It may be somewhat unromantic. A person who leans toward this type of relationship may look for a partner at work or where the person is spending time. Sex is likely to be seen as a technical matter needed for producing children, if they are desired.

5. Mania is an obsessive or possessive love, jealous and extreme. A person in love this way is likely to do something crazy or silly, such as stalking. The movie Fatal Attraction was about this type.

6. Agape (a-GOP-aye) is a gentle, caring, giving type of love, brotherly love, not concerned with the self. It is relatively rare. Mother Theresa showed this kind of love for impoverished people.

Just something to think about, for anyone who's all like "love is ridiculous and people say it and then leave." Not necessarily.
Love's different. I think it's better than that.

Hope it didn't suck terribly. :)

I just got incredibly sore all over.
...but I haven't done anything to cause that to make sense.
I suppose crawling on the floor with Quinlan may have had something to do with it?
That is the most wonderful 4 year old ever.
He's a tortured artist. He takes his coloring sheets very seriously.
Sigh...seeing him at the fair made me so happy. :)
His face was all like "OH MY GOODNESS, THAT'S ME TEACHER."
I don't think I'd ever want kids of my own still,
But I don't mind hanging out with the sassy toddlers all that much.

"A couple of the wires in my heart are broke..."

NHS. Just...no.
I didn't need more things to do this week.

Why is there so much Biology?! Blargg.
Too much too much too much.

I really hope vacation isn't bad.
I start out with a couple days in Connecticut.
Whenever I go there, something always seems to fall apart at home.
It'll be fine. It'll be fine. It'll be fine.


Repeat. For the week.
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