You know me, I’m a lazy blogger, but this is important. I actually have some great news to share! Well.. great for me, anyway. You see, fine people of the interweb, on this date, exactly one month ago, at this exact time, someone who has quickly become incredibly special to me fell into my lap. Let me set the scene for you… there I am, in front of my computer watching “Everybody Loves Raymond” or similar when one of my closest, if not best, friend IM’s “Quick, Facebook, back me up!” So to Facebook I go, and there is the most amazing status about Vanilla Ice’s “Ice Ice Baby” sounding “alike” to Queen’s “Under Pressure”. So there’s this girl that’s commented, not quite getting the original joke, she made me laugh, I could have some fun with this! I chimed in with “I call shenanigans on Queen! That’s like, copyright infringement, which is WRONG!!”, which really got her going. So anyway, there I am, mocking this amazing fiery girl, she’s brutally tearing into me, she’s not holding back at all. I say to Jon “I think… I think I need to like, marry her.” So I post, and she posts, and Jon posts, and I post… this goes on for well over 2 hours! She was so passionate, and so wound up by that point the whole joke just went woosh over her head. Even though I had royally pissed her off – e.g. her tweet mid-arguement “I just corrected an Englishman… Dear God, the world is moronic. -.-;;” (haha), she still added me as a friend, god only knows why. She sent me poetry, and I had intended to keep the joke going, but when I read it I couldn’t. See, most girls write poetry, unfortunatly most can’t write poetry. So you end up with thousands of live journals with “I’m going to the mall with Muffy and Buffy!” and then sub-par poetry scattered throughout. Her poetry was actually good. It turned out she was working on a BA in English and had a natural flair for it! >_<

So there I am, attracted to this girl that’s nothing like my exes but everything I always pictured myself wanting. She ticks all the boxes, and then some. She’s perfect for me, but I’ve blown it right? XD It’s not your ideal first meeting! You’ve mocked this girl for the best part of 3 hours now, been turned down by her (- at which point I jokingly upped the offer to eloping in Vegas!) you haven’t put on any nice fronts, you’ve been yourself. I thought we’d just be very flirty friends. Gah, why couldn’t we have met at Jon’s wedding? Thing’s could’ve played out so differently. I could’ve had a better shot… Wrong! Apparently if you would just be yourself for a few hours, the perfect, and I mean most perfect, girl (or guy) for you will just fall square in your lap. We’re talking on facebook daily. We exchange AIM sn’s. We’re racking up an average of 14 hours a day. I’m ignoring work, friends, family for this girl. She’s engaging me on intellectual levels I’ve never reached before. It turns out we’re absolutely perfect together. We want the same things from life, and from each other. We share the same beliefs. She’s a strong woman, not a silly little girl, but at the same time isn’t against me taking care of her. I don’t have to treat her like a glass doll.Things that I thought would bother me with her, things that exes have complained about, don’t, they mean nothing. I’m not a jealous person, I don’t put girls too high up on a pedestal, I don’t have high expectations, she, my Rachel, makes me realise this. We have such a incredible combined sense of humour, twisted in it’s complexity. She never gets angry at me for being me. She bolsters my confidence. I completely adore her.

I call her – yes, I call her, nervous, shy me… I’m not nervous, nor shy with her. You’d be amazed. Why is this? How can I converse with you, Rachel, for 18 hours a day on occaision, how can we talk for so long our throats get sore, our lips get dry and not have any awkward pauses? Nor get nervous? How can we discuss our deepest depths of emotion without the shield of the internet to keep us safe?

I seem to have little time, or desire, for anything else. It’s taken all my free time and strength to sit here and write this post, which is why I’m writing it so far in advance.

We’ve completely skipped the dating stage. It doesn’t feel rushed, it feels like a natural progression of us. We’re both level headed, problems that have arisen have quickly found their solution. We work as a team, a natural extension of each other. We’re in at the deep end and swimming majestically. The date is set, we’re going to Vegas in 10 months time.

Without it needing to be said between us, this is right, this is perfect, and finally, this is eternal love.

Copied the rules from a friends Facebook post but I’m not posting this there, because I’m too lazy to write an actual blog post (I won’t waste one of the 25 on that obvious fact though!).

Rules:

Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, truths, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you.

I’m not “tagging” anyone, because I think it’s lame. The post itself is not lame. The whole “send this to xx people or you’ll die” that follow these things (especially in e-mails) is lame.

1. (Thing) I was/am a huge Sooty fan, and he can still bring a smile to my face.
2. (Goal) Have a house built to my own specs with technology and eco-friendly-ness (it’s my word by feel free to use it) built in to every inch. Ultimately I’d love to do this with a partner who has similar interest, but I’m easy.
3. (Thing) Don’t be shy about asking me for ID. I do not look my age, I know this, I carry ID with me. BUT, when I give you said ID, don’t stand there staring at it for 5 minutes working out the dates in your head. If you are too stupid to do simple math (1985 + 21 = less than this year = ok), you probably shouldn’t of left the house this morning, this is not MY problem, this is YOUR problem, don’t punish me for it by making me wait.
4. (Thing) On a related note, I’m unlikely to buy a £80 professional chefs knife to stab someone with when you have £1.50 knives that will probably do, so don’t look at me that way when I bring the professional knife to the checkout, with said ID.
5. (Goal) Build a MAME cabinet. Emulation is a hobby of mine, this is how I’d like to cap the hobby off.
6. (Truth) For the love of god please stop confusing tollerance with acceptance. *You* are the cause of political correctness gone mad.
7. (Truth) Sometimes the best movies are the cheesy ones you bought for £2.99.
8. (Truth) If you are a parent, BE a parent. Get off your lazy fat ass, and take care of the damn kids *you* chose to have.
9. (Truth) Stargate IS the best Sci-Fi show ever. Fact.
10. (Truth) Half-Life IS the best FPS game series ever. Fact.
11. (Goal) Learn to dance with a professional. To the girls who have tried to teach me and for those who have yet to try: I appreciate it, very much so, but I feel I’m *so* bad that I’m beyond your help.
12. (Goal) Complete the Marathon distance in a respectable time. I never got to do a lot of exercise when I was younger, I’d like to do this while I still have a chance. I’m not saying I want to run in the actual marathon (though that would be incredibly awesome), just to know I’m fit enough to go that distance running/jogging/walking is enough.
13. (Thing) If I’m in a restaurant and your menu says it comes with lime, I’m expecting lime. Do not bring me lemons. Lemons are not Limes, it doesn’t matter how you cut them, they’re still not limes. It’s quite simple, limes are green, lemons are yellow.
14. (Goal) Learn to code faster. I can complete small apps within a weekend, I’d like to change this to completing medium size apps within a weekend.
15. (Truth) Stop forwarding me virus hoax’s! Those are not REAL viruses, most of the time they don’t even exist! They’re there only to get your email address and SPREAD. YOU ARE SPREADING THEM BY FOWARDING, MORON! Please read: This and This.
16. (Truth) Stop pretending that “Smart Price” products are “just as good” as high end M&S products, read the ingredients lists. You spend £300/week on alcohol, you can clearly afford the high-end. It’ll do your health the world of good.
17. (Thing) I’m a total snob, especially when it comes to my field, but I know what I’m talking about. My friends are also snobs in their own fields, I trust their opinions on things, you should trust mine.
18. (Thing) If I know I’m right, I won’t flat-out say it, but I WILL talk down to you, because you’re an idiot (as stated earlier). If talking down to you doesn’t work, I’ll let you make the mistake, even if it costs you big. Sometimes I feel the only way to help certain people is to let them get burned, just a little bit.
19. (Thing) Between Jon and Me, we own 2 servers, and about 20 or so domains, if not more.
20. (Truth) Not everyone on the internet are peadophiles. Not everyone that wears a hoody is going to stab you. There is hardly any real forms of racism left in the world. The world is *not* going to explode in 2.3 seconds. These are all fact. Stop believing everything you read in the press, at the end of the day they’re there to sell papers. Scaremongering sells, so does sex, that’s why both are in the press constantly, learn this.
21. (Habit) Sometimes when I get in I’ll get straight online and reply to E-Mails, without even taking my coat off.
22. (Thing) I own what I consider two top-of-the-line input products, a Logitech G9 laser mouse, and a Enermax Aurora aluminium keyboard.
23. (Truth) Innocent Orange Juice (With Bits), is the best orange juice you’ll ever taste out of a carton.
24. (Thing) I can read and understand almost every programming language out there, but can only write effeciently in PHP.
25. (Habit) I’m a sucker for a good deal, even if I don’t need the product at that time – but see myself using it soon. If you know me I’ve probably forwarded you a bunch of deals on various things at least once.  If I were a girl I’d be labelled “Shopaholic”, fortunatly I’m not!

I figured the best way to start writing here is to write a little about me. I’m Rob, though I also get called Robbie.. always by american girls, occaisionally “Robbie Lee”, I also go by Lee which is my middle name, or “Lee Lee” a nickname given to me from birth by my cousin. I was born in Chatham, Kent, on the 29th of December 1985, which makes me 22 at the time of this post. My height comes in at 5′6″, and my weight comes in at 10st (that’s 140lb’s for the americans), seems no matter what I eat I never go over or under that. I live in London, England, hated this city growing up but I’ve come to learn some parts of it have true beauty. Love the 80’s, the music, the movies, the TV shows, it’s probably my favourite era in general. Love Sci-Fi, favourite show of all time is probably the Stargate series. Love action, love comedy, love romance, not a huge fan of horror, or black and white movies but the occaisional one will grab me. Love tech and gadgets, as I’m sure you’ll eventually figure out.  For those of you that don’t follow star signs, I’m a typical capricorn. (more…)