Category Archives: Herself

Posts about my hunny.

Happy Birthday, Herself!

22 November 2008 – 9:34 am +0800

Herself is 23 years young tomorrow (but today, her time).
And, rocky as things have been and are, I still love her.
What ever happens, I shall always wish her well.
Happy Birthday, my love.

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To Herself

19 November 2008 – 3:57 pm +0800

I’m sorry.

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Quote of the moment

6 May 2008 – 12:19 pm +0800

Why would NOT having money make you better than those who have it?
— Herself, showing yet again why I love her.

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Accents

11 March 2008 – 12:54 pm +0800

English has lots of them:

Herself is studying for an English proficiency exam, and the tapes’ and instructors’ Brit accents are giving her some trouble. Somehow, this seemed appropriate.
(þMegan McCardle)

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For Herself (a post-Valentine’s poem)

18 February 2008 – 8:08 am +0800

The air moves, churns, eddies and crests
on the shore of your skin
The tide of passion is high and surges up within you
pulling, tugging, molding, compressing you within
from your loins through your heart, against your lungs so hard
that a gasp forces itself through your lips
and cold fire blazes up your arteries to seize your brain.
You move [...]

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You know what?

28 August 2007 – 6:44 am +0800

Hedgehogs are cute. Damned cute.
(þHerself)

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Tell No One by Harlan Coben, 2001

19 February 2007 – 11:03 am +0800

This was strongly recommended to me by Herself, and is at least the third book I’ve read at her instigation1.
It’s pretty shiny. I couldn’t figure out if Coben sometimes used vocabulary in peculiar ways purposely or through Dan Brown-itis, but apart from that and my seeing most of the twists coming a mile off [...]

By Ian Michael Hamet | Also posted in Literature | Comments (0)

On Love

14 February 2007 – 9:54 pm +0800

I’m in love with Herself. Utterly, completely, to the depths of my being.
She presented herself to me, at first, as an ideal that was what I thought I always wanted. Then, over time, she showed me that what I wanted wasn’t really that important, but what she was offering was what I needed.
She [...]

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Sunrise

14 February 2007 – 3:00 pm +0800

Good morning, Herself.
Never knew Norah Jones made such weird videos.

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Prettiest Eyes

14 February 2007 – 12:05 am +0800

Best. Love song. Ever.
And yes, this makes me think of Herself. Of course.

By Ian Michael Hamet | Also posted in Music | Comments (0)