Twitterpated & Merriful

Things I've done recently:

- Let down The Engineer as gently as possible (this was BEFORE The Filmmaker got here). And then notified The Engineer that I was dating someone else (the day after The Filmmaker left), because I thought it was preferable for him to hear it from me. He was upset about me dating someone else, and reacted badly at the news. He has since apologized and said he'd like to be friends (which is good, as our social circles overlap). I've seen him a couple of times since then. It's still a little weird, but not as bad as I feared it might be.

- Got into a facebook relationship with The Filmmaker. Because relationships don't really exist until they're on facebook. (I'm still not using the b-word -- "boyfriend" -- yet. I think we need a little more time to work up to that)

- I learned to Skype.

- I Skyped with The Filmmaker for over 9 hours in one day (our day off, of course). 6 of which were consecutive hours (we took a bathroom break around hour 5). It was so much fun.

- I consciously mentioned The Filmmaker in front of every male in this town that I have had any sort of strange quasi-flirtatious relationship with since I've been down here. I don't want to lead anyone on. I also mentioned The Filmmaker in a conversation with a student who will be getting here next fall... because we were emailing back and forth, and I thought he might've been trying to flirt with me (although I'm never really sure about those things)... I don't want anyone to get their hopes up.

- I've seriously neglected this blog... But really, it's just not a major priority for me right now. I'm sure that at some point I'll have things that I need to work out for myself in a written format, but I haven't had to lately. I've always said that my blog was for me first, and for my readers second. I guess I meant it.

- I've started getting very little sleep on a regular basis. Mostly because I'm up until all hours talking to The Filmmaker.

- Have I mentioned that I like The Filmmaker?

- I did a voiceover for some sort of show being done at a planetarium in town? I'm not really sure what it's about, but I was basically the voice of propoganda in 2060 after government had folded to businesses creating virtual life forms. I have no idea if it's going to be any good... but it turns out I like doing voiceover work. It's quite fun.

- I FINALLY learned all my lines for The Winter's Tale. I discussed them with the actress playing the role at a party tonight. We went through large chunks of the text reciting them simultaneously. She pointed out a couple of my paraphrases (in one I learned something as "'twas" instead of "was't" for some reason, in the other I inverted two things in a list). I'm more confident about things now, at least partially because SHE seems confident about my ability to go on. I'm sure it's all going to be fine.

- I started cleaning my room. It's still a disaster, but it's something.




So yeah. About The Filmmaker.

I like him. So much. I'm... I'm...

Crushed. Infatuated. Twitterpated.

But I know that there are going to be problems down the road:
- I'm Catholic, he's non-denominational Christian (which is a bigger deal -- to both of us -- than I initially thought it would be).
- We have different interpretations of the Bible on a couple of matters that are near and dear to my heart (we're currently gathering Biblical evidence for both sides and are going to discuss our points at length when we next see each other).
- I am a firm believer that people should actively take part in their government, whereas he didn't like either of the presidential candidates and therefore did not vote (he says that he now regrets this, after I pointed out that he's now a statistic of apathetic non-voters, whereas it would've been a stronger choice to go to the polls and choose to abstain).

The question is, how big of problems will they be? Will we compromise? Will we agree to disagree?

Right now, I'm not going to worry about it. We just started dating. It's not like we're getting married.

Speaking of which, allow me to drop a bombshell: he has been married.

I've known about this since the first weekend I met him, and I've decided that it doesn't bother me. He's two years older than I am. He was married for 2.5 years to someone who is STILL not of drinking age. Their divorce was finalized just over a year ago. I am the first person he has dated since (he's asked other girls out in the interim, though, and he says he feels like they were his rebounds and that I shouldn't worry).

Maybe that should be a bigger deal to me than it is. I think my parents are a little weirded out by the whole thing.

He brings me to a state of being that is above what I would classify as "happy." He makes me joyful, gleeful, and merriful. My body senses his warmth even when he's out of my physical reach. Every time I see his face, I can't help but smile. Being around him magically makes my self-esteem improve. I want to introduce him to everyone and proudly claim him as my own.

I'm going to visit him soon. I'm not sure of the exact date, as it depends on how quickly I write a paper, but it'll be next weekend. And for as many days as possible (thank goodness that I don't have any major crew responsibilities over my spring break).

Things are good.

I'm actually on Skype with him as I'm writing this. We have this new thing we do where we're doing our own thing, and just happen to have each other in the room with us. He's eating apples and working on homework. I'm eating ice cream and blogging.

While writing this, I asked him, "Hey, what are you okay with me writing about you on the internet?" His response: "You can write anything you want. I'm a really open person." Thank goodness. We're going to get along just fine.


May things be good. May things be open. May things be merriful.

~A~


P.S. I told him about that "He brings me to a state..." paragraph. He asked me to send it to him, so I posted it on his facebook wall for the world to see. He laughed and said he couldn't believe that I'd done that. I replied that I couldn't believe I had either, so I was deleting it. He laughed and said, "I make you reckless, don't I?" Yes, I suppose you do.