Tu es contente? Oui.

ahhhh...i caved.

I guess i am not that split after all. Just to prove my sincerity haha, i have merged the titles and such...and as a peace offering, here is a post from my other site...
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I am waiting for that flash of realization. For my inward eye. How do you know you are in love? I mean the kind that liberates you from yourself.

That reminds me…I spent a good half hour yesterday reading “The science of romance” in the Time magazine. What a waste of time! Science my foot! The first article began with the premise of love being a concoction of cues delivered by brain, body and senses, wait, solely to reproduce! It then waltzed ahead to get love and commitment all mixed up. Okay. After some bla-bla-bla, came the contradiction to its own hypothesis as article number n ventured into love in gay relationships. Yeah, yeah, they tried to downplay it by citing lack of commitment, but that ain't but a poor misguided attempt at a proof! And then it went on to provide further contradiction using some lame-ass love sites that matched couples to eternal bliss (haha, no brain, no sense, no body signals...poof goes your premise bro!). Seriously, Time, get your act together; have a writers' meeting or something! Don't waste my precious time! (eh, I was eating lunch, and believe you me it was precious!)

The saving grace was a quote from Bertrand Russell. "Of all form of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness". Now, you I get Bert, good man you were! lol

Anyhow, back to my above question. Guess I will have to ask mr. jones.

Je ne comprends pas. Non, vraiment pas. Savez-vous, monsieur j?
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ps. And yeah...i am going en francais on I...no more mid-sentence I pour moi...