I love the friendship that me and My Favorite Planet have. We've always had this connection where, we can talk about anything and everything at any time. If we don't talk for awhile, we miss each other, and I usually find some way to reach him. If I don't have the net, I'll email him, though no one emails anymore. It's all about that texting. Does anyone snail-mail anymore? I'd love to do that sometimes. Anyway I'm getting off the subject. I guess I'll just simplify it by posting this:
MFP: you logged on and i'm about to go to sleep
Me: aww that sucks
MFP: you told me you loved me last night
Me: well you sleep nicely :) I'll be off and on all day. slowly packing my stuff and cleaning the car out ect
Me: I do :)
Me: I even blogged it
MFP: and then logged off all fast like you were ashamed
Me: why would I be ashamed? lol I was dozing off
MFP: lol
MFP: ashamed in that cute way
MFP: where you're not really ashamed
MFP: but just kinda are
MFP: makes sense right
Me: lol no
Me: I always tell you I love you. just sometimes it's something like a simple ♥! or, lyhisname! or I don't know. I haven't stabbed you yet. that's a term of endearment for mexicans
MFP: it just doesn't make sense to you because you can't remember what it's like to be cute
Me: no, I'm cute all the time! *bats eyelashes and junk*
MFP: not convicing at all
MFP: :/
Me: you were cute last night too. I was like, aww he's being nice! haha
MFP: is that the only reason why you said it
MFP: you thought i was being cute
MFP: maybe i was drunk
MFP: and you were taking advantage of me
MFP: like in an internet chat box kind of way
MFP: and a totally non sexual way
Me: nope, I say it all the time in my own way. plus, I'm happy that things are getting better for you
Me: and I wanted to say so
MFP: so basically taking advantage of me the same way a person might take advantage of a neighborhood cat following you home hoping you might give it cat food
MFP: do you have cat food btw
MFP: just wondering
MFP: not hungry or anything
Me: well duh it was non sexual. I didn't start off with, "I love you *slowly unhooks my bra*"
Me: we have dog food and, hmm some trail mix
MFP: that actually would've been a really awkward sexual thing to do
MFP: i mean imagine saying that to a guy just like that
MFP: he'd be like
MFP: what?
MFP: why are you saying that now
MFP: is this something we have to stop and talk about
Me: lol
Me: mood killer *puts it back on*
MFP: the mood killer is saying 'i love you' during sex
Me: you think so? I sometimes like to hear it before hand
Me: I sometimes wish it wasn't that complicated
MFP: i don't know, maybe it's not
MFP: but anyway
MFP: sex is an extension of love
MFP: and you've already mentioned you love me
MFP: so...
MFP: where does this lead us
MFP: i love you *unhooks your bra*
MFP: oh man
MFP: i can't even do it as a joke
Me: lol
MFP: i feel all dirty now
. . . . . .later...
MFP: anyway i just thought that was funny
MFP: i mean i've seen you say ♥ to me before
MFP: but it seemed like that was the first time you've said 'i love you' spelled out like that or maybe first time in a while
Me: nope, I've said it before
Me: and you've said it to me too
MFP: i'd say it back but then i'd feel like i have to define precisely what i mean by the term love
MFP: and that sounds like way too much work
MFP: no offense
Me: why would you? lol I know what it doesn't mean, and I'd assume it meant the same thing I meant
MFP: well, it's possibly one of the msot vague words in the human language
MFP: it has dozens of translations in other languages, in same case
MFP: we use the same word to denote the way we love a hobby, the way we love a pet, the way we love a car, the way we love a lover, and the way we love a friend
MFP: the way we love a family member
MFP: all of those being completely different feelings from each other
MFP: you might be telling me you love me and i'd assume you meant as a friend
MFP: but you might actually mean you love me as a car
MFP: i'd have no way of knowing!
MFP: you see how confusing that is
Me: I love you as I do my computer *nods*
Me: meaning, I don't ever want you to be broken, and if you are, I'd try to fix you. and I don't want to be without you because, I kind of need you
MFP: that was even cuter
MFP: that was even cuter than you were last night
MFP: i feel like you and i are in some music video
MFP: where we're falling in love and we just don't know it yet
Me: a cute music video?
MFP: we're still being all dorky with each other
Me: lol really? I was thinking that too, because of this lame movie I'm watching. well not like that just, "what if I was falling in love with someone and didn't know it"
MFP: and then by the end we've fallen for each other and the people watching the video have all died from the sappy pop-punk music playing
Me: psh we'd hopefully have better music
MFP: how about the final countdown
Me: that works lol
MFP: damn right it does
Me: I don't think you could fall in love with me though. you can't even take off my bra without freaking out
MFP: well, you had a ferret in there
MFP: what are you doing keeping a ferret in there anyway?
Me: it's where I keep all of my favorite things
Me: that's where my cell and mp3 player go too
Me: though lately I keep thinking, what if some weird EMP/scary radiation thing happens when people text me, and every time it goes off, it starts to cook my organs it's closest to
MFP: doesn't that make it a little awkward to pick up calls, or do your boobs have some special talent that i'm not aware of yet
Me: you'll never know
MFP: and you called me the mood killer
Me: what sucks is when I'm washing dishes and someone calls, because then I have to dry my hands before reaching in there and hope they haven't hung up
MFP: yeah, i can relate to that
Me: can you?
MFP: btw, don't worry about emp/scary radiation thing from the cell phone cooking your organs
MFP: you're a mexican, cooked organs are a delicacy
Me: you'd eat my organs if I died right? if it were one of my last wishes?
MFP: well, i couldn't deny the dying wishes of one of my best friends