You would probably think that living with someone who shares a lot of likes with you would be great. It seems like it would cut down on arguments, etc. But, honestly, it can be quite frustrating. You see, quanta and I both have the same favourite colour and flavour of chips, among other things. This leads to the odd argument over who gets the new purple toothbrush (he did), or who ate all the chips (I did). Of course, it also made picking paint colours much easier.
Not that I would change quanta for anything… but I sure would like a bag of chips to myself once in a while. And maybe a few less discussions over who gets to use the PS2.
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Preston and I are the same way, to a point. The stuff we don’t have in common, we really, really don’t have in common.
Relationships are a give and take thing…sometimes the take and/or give seems a bit one sided, but I think in the end it evens out in the long run.
Here we have the “Are you off the internet so I can get on?” conversation several times a night.