My one ex had a definite type, but not specific enough to be creepy, I don't think. Looking at my history, no type.
Zoe: Yeah? Thought you'd get land crazy that long in port. Wash: Probably, but I've been sane a long while now, and change is good.
'Shindig'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - May 08, 2011 4:34:42 pm PDT #7499 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Amy - May 08, 2011 4:41:03 pm PDT #7500 of 30001
Because books.
I don't have that many exes to choose from, and none of them look alike.
My brother and I both married red-headed Irish Catholics, though.
§ ita § - May 08, 2011 4:42:32 pm PDT #7501 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My sister's type was college athletes over 6'. She was pretty good at it. But I think she's branching out now.
sarameg - May 08, 2011 5:38:44 pm PDT #7502 of 30001
I know my type. Not happy with it. Which is why I'm contentedly single. Best for all.
So I spent 5 hours with friends, drinking wine, but keeping sober, and gods, I miss spending time with these folks. 3 kids, as much as I am a part of their lives, means we don't get grownup time. Working to fix that.
Arrived home, Anna and Brian out on Anna's porch, and me with uneaten cheese and pie.
So fed them gorgonzola and blueberry pie and am a little drunk at the moment. I love my neighbors.
sarameg - May 08, 2011 5:53:03 pm PDT #7503 of 30001
Aaand the kid who introduced me to projectile vomiting (eta: as his babysitter), his sister posted his wedding photos (chinese) to fb.
Matt the Bruins fan - May 08, 2011 6:00:29 pm PDT #7504 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
I just have one ex, but the only commonalities I can find among guys at the 2 dates or more level are chest hair and smelling nice.
DavidS - May 08, 2011 7:15:04 pm PDT #7505 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
In a clear attempt to raise Matilda to a set of precepts implicit in Jilli's Gothic Charm School, we have followed Emmett's lecture on MCR, with JZ showing Matilda Labyrinth (aka, A Rock Star And His Codpiece.)
I guess I'm up next and need to read Jill Thompson's Scary Godmother to her.
Incidentally, for those of you following at home, the baby who played Toby in Labyrinth later went on to work at Henson's studios and then on to work with Peter Jackson on LoTR.
JZ - May 08, 2011 7:18:57 pm PDT #7506 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Well, to apprentice with them, at least.
Matilda's initial reaction was, "I don't want to watch this movie because it will be too scary. It's Mother's Day and you get to pick? Oh, fine. But if it's too scary, IT'S OVER."
When the goblins appeared, hovering and waiting eagerly for Sarah to say the right words to have her baby brother taken away: "I'M NOT WATCHING THIS MOVIE."
When David Bowie began to sing "Magic Dance," she leaped to her feet and started to dance, crying, "Go back to the beginning, Mommy! Dance with me! Watch my moves!"
aurelia - May 08, 2011 7:59:59 pm PDT #7507 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Many of the guys I've been involved with tend toward a similar build (long & lean) but I wouldn't say they look alike in any other respect.
meara - May 08, 2011 8:21:53 pm PDT #7508 of 30001
I totally have a type. Most of my friends can pick it out. But I wouldn't say my exes really looked alike, exactly.
My friend`s parents were brothers married to sisters, who then divorced and married the other sibling. So his uncle is his stepfather and his dad is his stepuncle. And they all get together at family gatherings and have, according to all sources, a nice time.
Holy crap! That's impressively cordial. Apparently my great-grandfather and his sister in law (I think?) had an affair, and when his brother found out, the brother moved himself and his wife back to Denmark (from Chicago, back in the early 1900s). Of course, my great-grandfather's wife was in an asylum, so I imagine he was having a rough time of things.