So, my new lady friend does something disgusting. And apparantly it's a thing.
When she has to blow her nose and she's in the shower ... she just blows it out right down the drain.
That's fucking gross.
On the other hand, she listened to every song I chose for my screenplay that will never be made - and sang her own version of one track. I didn't know she could sing. And she continues to sit with my blind cat while she drinks her tea. He's in love with her.
This song, I had it planned for the climax of the movie. It's quite a sad story. I don't know where my sadness comes from. Other than my best friend killing herself when I was 17 and my inability to remember the next two years. There are hurts that don't go away. Ever.
So ... keeper?
Bear in mind ... she's crazy hot. Out of my league hot. But I guess "the way I talk to her" is different from the other guys. And I have my pimp ride.
"Hey, where did you two meet?"
When we were both involuntarily committed.
Just tell those who ask that where you two met was just the craziest place !