Friday, April 16, 2010

dorky at its best

 I am not sure if I have informed you of how dorky adorable my boyfriend is... he is watching Harold and Kumar 2 and just texted me this message (a poem from that movie that makes sense for us... according to him).

I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed

... did I tell you we want dopamine tattoos? 

:)[picture from here]

Dopamine is the chemical in your brain for love. lust. passion. It gives you the rush.  
Yes we are dorks.

... just slap on our suspenders and call it a day!

:) love him.

1 comment:

  1. I can't wait for you to get that tattoo.

    seriously. CANNOT WAIT.