I remember it well, the first time that I saw your head round the door, 'cause mine stopped working...

I like that you pay attention to detail and then later remember those details. Like how it's not just some milk. It's travel milk. I like that after hearing about my plans just once you always ask, just as said plans are ending,  "How was (insert plans here)?" I guess I'm pretty lucky to have someone who can pull all of the actual information out of my usually nonsensical rambling. Even though I don't actually like it, I like the idea of all of the pictures on your phone. I feel rather special when you send me pictures from years ago, no matter how much I hate the picture itself, the concept of the whole thing is alright by me.

I guess, you're pretty alright...