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How did you meet your [partner][spouse][significant other]? (pics)

17:48 / 28.05.06

I'm just curious into the lives of the faceless posters of the 'lith, and I'd like to know a little about you and your [partner][spouse][significant other]. Furthermore, you may have noticed I have used three different terms for something that isn't completely one and the same. I tend to think that not all of the terms are interchangeable. Perhaps while you share your anecdotes of meeting your love, we can also discuss the terminology you prefer to use when discussing your [partner][spouse][significant other]?

17:53 / 28.05.06

My Penis-Gimp used to be an educational assistant while I was in school. We met when he was in his final year and the next year he was employed by the school. We met because we were both decorating the back-drop for a school production of "Sweet Charity".

Disco is My Class War

17:59 / 28.05.06

matt, lovely idea, but I'm thinking some Barbeloids might not describe their significant friends in the singular. Also, the terminology question came up recently in the Conversation. Can't find the thread now, what was it called again?

18:04 / 28.05.06

It was my first day of kindergarten, she walked over to me and said "You look scared." and then proceeded to make me Kraft Diner (or was it a rice dish?) in the toy kitchen that was off in the corner. I transfered schools at the end of the year. Years later, not knowing who the other one was, we met again and became best friends. More than anyone else in my life, she's still my most significant other.

18:26 / 28.05.06

Voila, le "How do you refer to your 'significant other'?" thread.

(Sweet story, Keggers. Friendship as a way of life...rocks.)

19:17 / 28.05.06

Ah. Apologies. Thread locked? Or shall it continue?

19:31 / 28.05.06

While I wasting time not yet in Barbelith i was spending time on another very popular if extremely lame web community site..
All my kith and kin are on it epsecially most of my town. One of my pals stared a group called Agents of Entropy.
One day this non local joined the group because he was looking for Chaos related groups, and my friend the moderator went to check out the stranger's blogs. The mod was seriously impressed with the new guy's writing and forwarded it to me.
After I read it I sent the guy a PM and we started talking. He had an evil fishhead avatar so I had no idea what he looked like. Soon enough we were madly crushed on each other sending each other items on the mail. Within a month he decided to fly up to meet me and see if we liked how each other smelled....with many mutual warnings of 'it might not work out'. (we had exchanged photies by this point)
So with two of my good friends I went to the airport. They wandered off and I stood pacing as the plane unloaded then waited somemore as he didn't appear. Then a tall ginger haired young man in a black faux coat stepped through the gate, swept me up into an embrace and there was that earth-shaking first kiss. He stayed with me for a week and when I took him back to the airport I proposed, he agreed, then he proposed and I agreed.

I tend to call him my spouse in public forums.
Picture of the happy newly wed couple eating cupcakes

Happy Dave Has Left

20:38 / 28.05.06

We met on Flickr. I love social software!

Happy Dave Has Left

20:49 / 28.05.06

I better expand on that.

So, we both joined popular photography/social networking site Flickr in early 2005. I posted a few pictures, mostly from my mobile. One of them was a forced perspective experiment taken by my little brother. She commented on the photo, I commented on a few of hers. We started instant messaging, then emailing, then talking on the phone. Six months later I flew 5,000 miles to see her for three days in the US. Best money and time I ever spent. In January of this year, she came to visit me for six weeks. We're crazy in love. It's all good.

Cheers internet!

22:21 / 28.05.06

I think I've told this story here before, but oh well, you asked for it.

My SO and I lived in the same building and were regulars at the same local bar but hadn't met yet (amazingly enough). He had noticed me & was waiting for a good opportunity to chat me up. One night I got a leetle too drunk and came home from the bar (I lived alone), set a pot of water to boil, stayed awake long enough to put the pasta in, but then passed out. I awoke to a fireman landing on my head having busted through the window. Couple nights later SO and I were both (separately) at the bar and he had his opening line - "Hey, are you the girl that set our building on fire?"

22:34 / 28.05.06

Well I don't know about anyone else, but Ibis, I think that's very romantic.

Happy Dave Has Left

22:36 / 28.05.06

Me too. Accidental pyromania is HAWWT!1!

23:49 / 28.05.06

Accidental pedoscatophilia is hotter.

Happy Dave Has Left

00:02 / 29.05.06

Wowza, is that a cross-thread reference to the fabled 'baby poo head' video I espy?

00:52 / 29.05.06

It would have been an Ann Landers story if you ended up with the fireman... the real story is better.

I met my wife in history class in grade 10 because she was dating my best friend at the time (it lasted 2 weeks). For the next 6 years she was my best friend (and I had a huge crush on her the whole time but thought that it would kill our friendship if I tried anything.)

Finally in 2000, we were both single for the first time in years, and she suddenly decided she fancied me, I told her I had had a crush on her for years, and there we are. (more or less)...

02:09 / 29.05.06

There was nothing accidental about it. She wanted to poo on the baby!

ORA ORA ORA ORAAAA!!

05:56 / 29.05.06

I was in a first year psych class, and the first tutorial looked mighty grim and unpromising, in terms of class participation and general alert and aliveness of the other members of the class (I mean, yes, first year psych is unexciting, but mumbling 'uh, muhh' is not good uni practice - probably they were just having more fun with brainchemicals than me).

So I was worried. And the second week was no better.

I prayed to the good lord to save me from a boring non-participation-filled tutorial.

And the next week, I was sitting there, being pre-emptively bored, and a very attractive person came into the room and sat down next to me and was cute and I could not for the life of me pronounce their name correctly, for about three months.

But now I can, but I don't have to, because I can use horribly love-y pet names instead.