Couplethinking

[lucky_kari <lucky_kari@yahoo.ca>]

--- In HPFGU-OTChatter at yahoogroups.com, "ssk7882 <skelkins at a...>" 
<skelkins at a...> wrote:
> Eileen:
> 
> > Elkins, you know that I am a pretty serious shipper. 
> 
> And yet, all the way back in April, you shuddered in horror at 
> FORLORNBARTEMIUS!  Now, what was so terrible about 
FORLORNBARTEMIUS?  
> And you didn't like any of the 'shippy Fourth Man variants, either.
> 
> So what gives with that?  Do you only enjoy *reciprocated* 
romantic 
> fixations or something?

You have my number, don't you? It's that Weasley background kicking 
in. I enjoyed unreciprocated love for exactly a year, when I was 
about twelve, and since then, the rejected lover does not get my 
sympathy. I sit and listen to my beloved Beatles songs, but cannot 
help yelling, "And I can see why she dumped you!" every once and a 
while. 

Maybe it's because all the unreciprocated love I've seen in real 
life was a case of the guy needing to be whacked around the head a 
bit, and told to get back to reality?

> > I can't help it. The moment I see two people who might do 
> > well together, I want to pair 'em up. 
> 
> Oh, dear.  Are we talking just fictional characters here, or does 
> that carry over into RL as well?

In RL as well. <covers shamefully red face> But don't worry. I don't 
do anything. I just watch knowingly.

But, you know, one pairing I made in my mind two years ago is 
happening. They'll be engaged pretty soon, I'm quite sure, and...

They're Becoming Pod People! He sat through our terrible choir 
performance the other day, and watched her! Mental, I tell you. 

> > How this sits with the fact that I haven't the slightest desire 
to 
> > pair myself up, I do not know. 
> 
> Schadenfreude?  ;-)

Or it might be some inner drive to propagate the species, which I've 
somehow transferred to other people. ;-) 

> You know, I used to have this terrible reputation for breaking 
couples
> up?  I had a reputation as the anti-Cupid.  But I didn't mean to!  
> Honest!  I don't know how it would always happen.  I'd just be, 
you 
> know, *talking* to someone, and then the next thing I knew, they'd 
> be quitting their job, growing their hair out, and ditching their 
SO.
> 

Or swimming around TBAY!

Eileen