Right now..

..my hair is wet, makin me look slightly like Medusa with it tanglin down like serpents.

..I'm withnessing the craze of bein in love close hand. My brother is head over heels, so that's nice for him and all - but if I were him I'd run for the hills long ago. We've had our discussions about this, my brother being the classical romatic, me being of the more.. shall we say controversial?.. type.
I don't reckon there's anyway to really claim not being a romantic. We're all lovers - if not engineered by society then by genetics. But our defenitions about romance clearly differs.
Me being a very subjectively tuned person, hadn't realized that people actually really do like the things they obviously seem to do. Sprinkling rose petals on a bed to me isnt romantic - more like biological terrorism.