Falling In Love Again
I fell in love on the train tonight.
I do this a lot, when I see some particularly intriguing guy sitting across from me. I suppose that's what the Craigslist Missed Connections are for, but that just seems a little to much like a message in a bottle for me. (Not that I don't LOVE reading them...) I can have very rapid fantasy relationships over and over during my train ride home.
Tonight I was standing in a semi-crowded D train and looked down at the yellow legal pad the guy seated beside me was scribbling on. There, scrawled over pages and pages was a very lengthy and complex looking equation. He was rapidly filling another sheet with line after line of alchemical looking symbols and numbers, with notes in the margins about differentials and what-not. He may as well have been writing in Chinese, as much as I understood, but DAMN was it sexy.
I was instantly in love with him. (It didn't hurt that he was cute) There was something about the fact that he was deeply invloved in this pursuit that is incredibly mysterious to me that made him even more attractive. Math may as well be magic as far as I'm concerned, but here was a guy who was effortlessly solving this enormous equation as easily as I would write a letter. There's a huge dollop of sexy on that.
I've always been that way frankly, guys who play intruments, or sing really well, or play ball, or dance, or speak other languages... they fascinate me. Anyone with a skill that I don't have basically. There's some part of me that is looking for a guy with skills opposite mine, so that I can claim them by some small measure I suppose, or at least benefit by having them near. (Or it might just be that this guy could probably balance my checkbook for me, a bit of math that I can't even do.)
So if you are out there Mr. Equation, email me, and don't forget to drop a couple quadratic formulas into your reply. It will turn me on, I promise.
I do this a lot, when I see some particularly intriguing guy sitting across from me. I suppose that's what the Craigslist Missed Connections are for, but that just seems a little to much like a message in a bottle for me. (Not that I don't LOVE reading them...) I can have very rapid fantasy relationships over and over during my train ride home.
Tonight I was standing in a semi-crowded D train and looked down at the yellow legal pad the guy seated beside me was scribbling on. There, scrawled over pages and pages was a very lengthy and complex looking equation. He was rapidly filling another sheet with line after line of alchemical looking symbols and numbers, with notes in the margins about differentials and what-not. He may as well have been writing in Chinese, as much as I understood, but DAMN was it sexy.
I was instantly in love with him. (It didn't hurt that he was cute) There was something about the fact that he was deeply invloved in this pursuit that is incredibly mysterious to me that made him even more attractive. Math may as well be magic as far as I'm concerned, but here was a guy who was effortlessly solving this enormous equation as easily as I would write a letter. There's a huge dollop of sexy on that.
I've always been that way frankly, guys who play intruments, or sing really well, or play ball, or dance, or speak other languages... they fascinate me. Anyone with a skill that I don't have basically. There's some part of me that is looking for a guy with skills opposite mine, so that I can claim them by some small measure I suppose, or at least benefit by having them near. (Or it might just be that this guy could probably balance my checkbook for me, a bit of math that I can't even do.)
So if you are out there Mr. Equation, email me, and don't forget to drop a couple quadratic formulas into your reply. It will turn me on, I promise.
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