I think I've died and gone to heaven

[likesthecoat]

The Handpresso, a portable espresso maker.


(Of course, in my heaven rather than a Starbucks on every corner you'll find a mom & pop coffee shop where the beans are always fresh and nobody says "half-caff.")

Comments

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

You're probably right.


*snogs*


But I don't mind the being easy, either.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

*snogs*


Neither do I. Let's not give that part up just yet.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

*snogs*


Oh, absolutely. There have been a few times my excitement at seeing you has reduced to "I GET TO HAVE SEX YAY!!!!".

*cough*

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

*snogs*


Only a few times? I confess I think that quite often when I think about seeing you.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

*snogs*

Well, let's see. Out of the . . . three times you've come to visit me, one was the first time and I had no idea if we'd even like each other in person much less that we'd sleep together, once was to comfort me and I was a bit preoccupied with other things, and once was last time when I'd crow it to anybody who'd listen.

So really only once.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

*snogs*


Fair enough.

Though I have to ask, you honestly thought we might not sleep together the first time?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

*snogs*

Yup. Honestly.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

*snogs*

Huh. I have to say the thought never even crossed my mind. Although, I was a little preoccupied at the time, and I wasn't really thinking too much about it.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

*snogs*

I thought you might not want to because of the funeral and everything. Though people often have sex after funerals. It's life-affirming.

Mostly I just didn't want to assume anything.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

*snogs*

Baby, I was with you for two weeks. Even if I hadn't been up to it the first night, chances were pretty good, I'd want to at some point during my visit.

All I was thinking of was finally getting to touch you.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

*snogs*

True. But like I said, I didn't know if we'd like each other in person or how you'd feel about it or how I'd feel about it, even.

But yeah. I was looking forward to touching you.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

*snogs*

Wow. Now I feel a little bad actually. I never even considered the possibility that you wouldn't want to. I never seriously considered the possibility that we wouldn't like each other in person either.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

*snogs*

I kissed you at the train station, if you may recall. I think that settled the question right quick.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

*snogs*

Well...yeah. And I wouldn't have pushed if you hadn't wanted to have sex, but...I didn't even realize that was a possibility.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Are you upset by this, love? Because it hardly matters now.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

I'm not upset. Just...curious maybe? Now I'm trying to think of what I would have done if we hadn't liked each other, or if either of us hadn't wanted to have sex.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Probably the same things I did with Sam and Martha: taken you around the city to the tourist spots, got drunk at some pubs, bored you with museums . . .

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but...I mean I loved you. What would you do if you were in love with someone and then you found out you didn't even really like them?

It doesn't really matter anymore, but for what it's worth, I'm really glad you liked me.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

I . . . think that happens a lot. You can really care for someone, want the best for them, want them to be happy, but not actually enjoy their company for whatever reason. I think abusive relationships are more like that, really, but even when couples just drift apart I don't think it's so much that they stop loving each other as they just don't like each other anymore. I think liking is a big part of love.


I'm glad you like me too, sweetheart. I like you a lot.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but usually it happens gradually. It's not like all of a sudden you find out you don't like someone. It's more that you like them less and less until you don't want to be with them anymore. Or at least, that's how it's been for me.


I like you a lot too, darling.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

For me it was more a question of chemistry and attraction than liking, I suppose. 'Like' is a pretty encompassing word. I knew I liked you, in the sense that I'd want to talk to you and have a beer with you and all that. If we'd want each other in person, that was what I was worried about.

But yes. In most cases it happens gradually, but internet affairs are hardly most cases.

And I like your voice and your eyes and your big feet.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

That I can understand, I suppose. Still, it would have been extremely disappointing to have come all that way and discover we didn't want each other.

I like your knees and your hands and your smile.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Then we probably would have just ended up Very Good Friends.

I like other bits of you that I'm not going to mention in an unfiltered entry :D.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

I suppose so.

I like those bits of you too.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

You are upset :(.