esther |
08-04-2004 09:05 AM |
First time I heard of my husband was in 1989 when my college roommate asked me if I knew him. She was mad because she thought he was corrupting her boyfriend... (but it was her boyfriend's cousin doing the corrupting...)
After moving to Chicago, a mutual friend introduced us. What attracted me initially was that he was a punk who was into industrial music and rode a motorcycle (albeit not a sportsbike at the time), had an attitude, his belly pierced and great bod (a little short but i'm short too so it's ok - overall he's *hot*) :D
As I got to know him more, that's when I fell in love - He's _very_ intelligent, makes me laugh like no other, proven trustworthiness, mutual respect, devoted, capable, supportive, strong in character, mind and body, (plus a lot of other schmoopy stuff)
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