Sam and I are weird. We spend pretty much 24/7 together and we don’t seem to get sick of each other. That isn’t to say that we don’t have our share of fights or moments where we may or may not want to strangle each other, but somehow we still end up having a difficult time being apart. This was one of the main reasons behind our decision to work together on the blog. Everything we do is used as an opportunity to spend time together. It’s completely impossible for either of us to imagine life without the other. It’s both scary and wonderful. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I feel damn lucky to have met him and proud of myself for seeing him across the bar all those years ago and making my move. Yes, I approached and pursued him in a bar on Valentine’s Day. We never even went on a real date before saying “I love you”. All this after only two weeks having known each other. It was the best decision I have ever made under the influence of beer. Probably the best decision I’ve made thus far.