Why I love my Kansas Boy

[hesperornis]

Chris came in to see how I was doing on my paper this evening. He was saying something as he walked in, but he abruptly interrupted himself, took a good hard look at me, and said "My God, you're gorgeous!"

What I thought: Dude, I'm in jeans and an old t-shirt, my hair is a mess, I'm PMS-ing and my face is breaking out, I'm working on a paper that's massively stressing me out, and I'm therefore stress-snacking on cheese and chocolate and dry cereal. I'm covered in crumbs and I think there's a smear of chocolate on my face.

What I said: I love you, you big goofball. *grins*

_And_ he's going to hang out and help me stay awake tonight. He has a test to study for, so he'll be busy too, but he's always happy to give a shoulder rub when it's needed. *grins more*

Oh, and he brought me a brownie. *great quantities of grinning*

I have decided that "Plainville" sounds very much like "Smallville," also purportedly in Kansas. I bet Chris goes and leaps tall buildings in single bounds while I'm not looking. :-)

Comments

[arethiel.livejournal.com]

awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

[roler.livejournal.com]

That's so totally sweeeeet! :)

[ike.livejournal.com]

That's cute. :-) He's right, though - sometimes, people do look their best in utterly casual situations. And by best I mean, well... beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and love sees many things.