(considers proposing changing the thread title to "Winchesters' Bitches")

You'll never get Spike away from my thread till you pry him from my cold, dead fingers.

Or we pry you from his?

Or we pry you from his?

Yes, that's a very workable plan. Probably better than mine. Make it so.

I think juliana is right.

What's funny to me is that I would have always said my type tended to dark -- still would say that, except I've been married to a blond for going on 13 years and all my most significant men have been blond or redheaded, save my high school sweetheart whose coloring was exactly like mine -- very fair, light eyes, dark hair.

Amy, don't fret. I'm not even as smart as you.

Basically, Attraction is reptile-brained. It's how you act upon it that is important, I think.

Exactly! That's what I was trying to say. That, and that I'm sort of ashamed of my reptile brain, I guess.

Also, despite my ideal Type, Stephen is big and fairly brawny, but the idea of him in a fistfight makes me laugh and laugh and laugh. He's a nice guy, through and through, with an ounce of the Bad Boy anywhere.

Everyone on this board is so much smarter than me.

To be honest, vaznetti on LJ sparked the re-reading with her post on why John is the Roman's Roman. Is very crunchy and tasty, her thinking.

headdesk headdesk headdesk

Apparantly the storm has brought the basement flooding back. And the sump pump was decidedly *not* installed at the lowest point of the floor.

GOD, THIS FUCKING DAY.

Basically, Attraction is reptile-brained. It's how you act upon it that is important, I think.

I agree with this, and I don't think there is any reason to be ashamed of our reptile brain as long as we can defend our actions. TCG is pretty much my ideal physically, but I don't think that is the reason why we have stayed together. I didn't hurt with the initial attraction on my part though.

Amy, don't fret. I'm not even as smart as you.

::boggles::

You SO are. The way you can talk about theology? Also, and I know I've told you this, on that other board where we first met, your posts terrified me! I was in awe of the spiciness of your brains.

I wasn't looking for strokes, either. I just ... the idea of reading The Aenead, which I'm now certain I've misspelled, on purpose, makes me exhausted. My brain is tired, most of the time, it seems.

Those damn children.

Happy anniversary, Deena!

the boys are pretty, but my main lust is reserved for John.

I look at John and go "Huh. Thinner version of my pseudo big brother. Neat."

but the idea of him in a fistfight makes me laugh and laugh and laugh. He's a nice guy, through and through, with an ounce of the Bad Boy anywhere.

I'm just going to nod my head, because this kinda applies to Pete. He doesn't seem like what my "type" is at all, but ... he's wonderful. I wouldn't trade him for anyone.