Missing you. And you. And you. And you. And...

I miss someone, but not in the bad "I cry myself to sleep" way, rather in a cool "brings a smile to my face" way. Something reminds me of her, and I grin. I don't know how one way rather than the other comes to be, and I wish I knew (so I could bias it!), but I only ever knew the other kind before, so this comes as a nice surprise.

I've been thinking about the kind of girls I'm attracted to recently, and I find myself rather puzzled by the variety. Long hair, short hair, blonde, redhead, brunette, caucasian, asian, middle-eastern, tall, short, average, heavy, thin, not so thin... And it's not like I've been in love so many times, I got through all of this with about six girls total, over 15 years. Strange, I can't really say what is "my type". No one is safe!

Assembled some shelves for my study, installed my desk-top shelf, emptied box into them, combined leftovers in less boxes, good stuff! I can actually go straight to my computer now. Still plenty to do, but there's the smell of sanity in the air (and apparently, it smells like pine wood).

Watched Lethal Weapon tonight with bohemianpsyche and hub_. Okay, just one comment: hollow point bullets have a hole at their point.