My beloved and I aren't like that.
We're more like the couples in this article:
"And so began their siege in this new trench on the front lines of American marriage: the shared Netflix queue. ...For many couples, ... the queue is the new toilet seat that somebody left up.
Men and women from perfectly happy partnerships report their own dysfunctional cohabitation within the confines of the queue. Once upon a time, these sorts of disagreements were sorted out in the aisles of a video store, before a movie was selected. Now, when the conversation begins, it’s already too late."- New York Times March 27, 2009
He's a scientist; I'm a poet. He writes research papers with page-long sentences. "Shut up and love" is the best sentence I've ever written. He hates fish, and I just had sushi for breakfast. He loves DJ Tiesto beats and computer games, and I heart Jay-Z lyrics and shoes. He loves action movies, and I love horrifying comedies by Pedro Almodóvar.
We are different on all the little things, but agree on all the big things (more details in a later post). Still, little things come up every day, and I am heartened by the fact that the only "Netflix divorces" reported have been when couples give up sharing a queue and sign up for two separates accounts.
So, do any of you have a lot in common with your loves? How does that happen? Don't you get into petty fights about Willa Cather vs. Mary Shelley or iPod Touch vs. classic? (Cather, w00t! Classic, WHAT!)