Snow. Orhan Pamuk.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Two kinds of men
'There are two kinds of men,' said Ka didactically. 'The first kind does not fall in love until he's seen how the girl eats a sandwich, how she combs her hair, what sort of nonsense she cares about, why she's angry with her father, and what stories people tell about her. The second type of man - and I am in this category - can fall in love with a woman only if he knows next to nothing about her.'
Snow. Orhan Pamuk.
Snow. Orhan Pamuk.
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I am the second. DT is the first.
Oh baby, you're good today! I like it!
Bit of both I think. Depends on what kind of longevity you are after - just a quickie or picking out duvet covers in IKEA.
there is, of course, a third way.... the man (thats me) who settles for porn.
much easier than real life (and fewer headaches).
Actually I find I get a headache if I spend more than...6...hours...erm...
Never mind.
Actually I find I get a headache if I spend more than...6...hours...erm...
Never mind.
Shep - glad you like it. Curiously it made me think of you when I read it.
WW - the cynic in me thinks you are probably right but I have kept weighing up which of these approaches is preferable. If I discount the second love at first sight (and all hope) flies out the window.
Pat, Pat, Pat. I now have to go through the whole thing of reconciling my love of you with your love of porn all over again. Keep it to your bloody self.
what can i say i am a porn-a-holic.
just buy shares in kleenex.
Lovely. My husband is the second type. I bet he wishes he was the first type!
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