The laws of attraction

This is the post I've been meaning to write forever and ever -- okay, well since last Tuesday, when the Fainter and I came to our "He's just not into you" epiphanies. Given that we had a double-header of the "Gilmore" Girls and Mexican food, it was amazing it took us that long to stop making excuses for the various romantic situations we've put ourselves into and realize the ultimate truth: when a guy is really, really into you, he'll drop everything and rush to your side and generally make a nuisance of himself. Half the time you don't want to see or understand that truth -- especially when it's a friend -- because you want to believe everyone's motives are just as uncomplicated and pure as your own.

A while ago, the Fainter mentioned it was amazing anyone got together at all these days. "How many things have to go right?" she wondered out-loud. There has to be mutual attraction, the ability to talk on both the trivial and the serious, the ability to open up emotionally, to work out problems, the willingness to forgive and understand, and about 80 gazillion other things. Only when all the pieces fit together, then do you have something that can work and that's worth looking for. The search though, let's be quite honest, sucks rocks. Thank God for Lorelei, Rory, and margaritas.