@flossman -- Just for the record, I have never tried to dox Marijan either. I honestly don't care if his name is spelled Maryjane Sickledick or what. I tried to get it right in a misguided attempt to be polite, but apparently he doesn't like that, as evidenced by his failure to answer simple questions along the lines of "Is DJ Leviathan a reference to
Moby-Dick?" or "Have you ever read any Henry David Thoreau, who also felt that it was wrong to pay taxes to a society he saw as unjust?" However, I have never tried to dig up info on which street he lives on, etc. If he really does live in the same building as a breast-enhancement clinic, that's mildly interesting, but not really relevant in the end.
What I do find relevant is that he gives me the very faint praise of calling me "sane," apparently because I'm really into my relationship, but at the same time thinks that the extremely mild "tactics" Mr. Horse used that won me over included the following:
1. Politely introducing himself, being humorous, and asking about my preferences in music.
2. Spending several weeks talking about subjects of mutual interest, beginning with progressive melodic death metal and going on to preferences in reading. Music and reading... remember these super-secret advanced seduction techniques, single guys.
3. As we got to know each other better, he showed me two pictures of himself. They were obviously taken not even a minute apart. He was wearing clean but unremarkable clothing (jacket, t-shirt, non-designer jeans), and one was a fairly straightforward picture with a neutral expression. The second was the one that won my heart, because now he was pulling a silly face at the camera, demonstrating that he did not take himself overly seriously.
4. Later on, he came for a visit. He was polite and truthful. He did not harm me in any way, be it emotional or physical. Pardon me if I decline to post pictures of the scars I don't have because... I don't have them. We went to dinner but not anyplace ridiculously expensive. He opened doors for me as we went in and out. He also opened doors for strangers, including when he didn't know I was watching, because it is the normal and correct thing to do in his view of the world.
There you go. According to Mamajama, that is seduction. Humor; talking about subjects of musical interest; being silly in a photograph; being clean and normally groomed, but without any flashy or expensive clothing or accessories; a mild amount of being a provider; politeness; and total failure to damage me or even my possessions.
Here we go then, Marijan. His birthday is this coming week (
@flossman is my Facebook friend now, and can confirm this is true), and of course it's Valentine's Day this weekend. In your view, what should a devoted female partner get, or do for, her boyfriend for these two occasions? I think I know what your primary suggestion would be. That is on the schedule, trust. What else should he get, though? Another poem? Chocolates? He has enough ties (his best one was actually a present from me shortly after we started living together). Keep in mind that our six-year anniversary will be coming up in May, and I feel I should treat him in some fashion then too. I got him cologne for Christmas, and he shops for his own underwear. I could do the classic mixtape thing. I know, how weird that he didn't have to impose any consequences to get all this loyalty and positive feedback, right? Is it
just possible that not all Western women, or women from anywhere at all, worship violence?