Thanks again for stopping by and contributing Than. I wish I could randomly drop by, be the center of attention, and disappear again like you. If you see this, let us know how you encountered each other again because you are kind of a dick about giving up details.
Hahah, what? That is certainly not my intention! I mean, I always try to post in a way I think will be compelling and interesting, but . . . doesn't everyone? I mean, I certainly am a dick, no argument there, but I just stop by sometimes and try to say something worth reading!
As to how I met her again, uhm. A mutual friend of ours contacted me and asked if I wanted to go to a New Year's Eve party at the end of, uhm. Six years ago . . . 2011? After she said Christine was going to be there, I immediately said yes. Then, uh . . . I don't know how to express this exactly. I was extremely determined to get back together in a way that was not creepy or harassment. Like, y'all gotta believe me, I am woke, I am very aware that the behavior typically depicted as 'romantic' in romantic comedies is actually stalking, harassment, and worthy of prosecution. At the same time, sometimes you gotta put the work in.
So, at the New Year's Eve party (It was at the big-ass hotel at the National Harbor in Maryland,
MR DETAILS) I was like, "Hey, Christine! We should get back together!" And she was like, "Good idea! Or, alternatively, you could go straight to hell!" And I was like "Fair enough! How about maybe we just see each other next week?" To which she said yes.
Then, a week later, I was like "Hey, Christine, we should get back together!" And she was like "Let me make a counter-proposal! Go fuck yourself!" And I was like "You raise a valid point! Let's discuss it further next week!" And she said yes.
So that went on for, I don't know, maybe three months? And then we kissed. I mean, more accurately we kissed
again, but it was the first time in a decade, so I feel justified in the phrasing. So then we continued to see each other extremely frequently for months and months and months, which entailed me driving many, many, many miles, as we lived 120 miles away from each other at the time. I recognize that 120 miles doesn't seem that far, but you have to understand, there were many weeks where I came to see her twice, which meant making the drive four times. I had to press my case while simultaneously, you know, having a job and keeping myself alive.
Even once we started smooching, it probably took another year and a half before she would admit we were together. My lady got backbone.
Also: Just in case there are any literature nazis out there, I stand by my repeated us of the word 'like' above. I considered swapping it out for something more erudite, but the fact of the matter is that I can't remember the precise words used, and 'like' is the best way to say 'this is basically what was said but probably not the exact phrasing'. That's right: I think using 'like' like a valley girl has a valid linguistic justification.