And...shoot!

So he knows what a 'dedicated server' is. I know what Veuve Clicquot is. This says it all, really. He is a software engineer, which I think means something with computers. I am a colour engineer. This is, I engineer the colours of my finger nails regularly. And I am rather good at it. Today, I wear this season's nude nails but a black-painted thumb. Looks oh-so-trendy. No one has noticed yet. But they will. For I am a colour engineer.

I digress. It isn't always easy to find common ground with your partner when, well, whatever it is you like, isn't the same. So one must find ways of... enjoying each others' hobbies and passtimes. Tonight, for example, I organised a LAN party for my boyfriend's 32nd birthday. LAN is an acronym for Laptops And Nerds. Or not. I don't know. Anyway, it basically involves people and their computers at one person's home and some sort of game. Often shooting. Decapitating. Zombie-screwing. Whatever.

Obviously, I couldn't care less about LAN parties. Zombies aren't my style. However, one must love. You know, try and support the interests of the boyfriend/girlfriend/whoever. And, at home right now, the boyfriend seems terribly happy. This is good. Very good, come to think of it, because it means I get laid. WELL. Get laid WELL. Not to say that one must sacrifice one's own sanity in order to get laid. But, you know, happiness spreads. And, when it spreads into the bedroom, so much the better.

So, the lesson? Do something just to make them happy sometimes. You probably hate it, you know it is idiotic, but the person you care about gets happiness out of it. And then they smile and hug you manically and, hopefully, tell you that, after the zombie shooting is over, they will tie you up and make you feel more alive than ever.