Anna has an interesting post and poll about language of love. The poll is difficult like an okcupid question and probably would be more interesting if one could rank them. I communicate my care in many ways and there’s different emotions that come with those actions, but they’re all under the same umbrella.

What is your primary “language of love”? (More than one ok)

Quality time (doing things together or being in the same space)
Communication (verbal or nonverbal)
Physical touch (laying-on-of-hands, touching backs, sex, etc)
Words of affection, praise, or validation
Acts of Service (Doing tasks for people)
Giving gifts to people
None of the above is a “language” that I communicate love in

Quality time forms bonds. The experiences you have are shared and produces a feeling having lived together, in the sense that life is lived, not specifically that you share a house/apartment.

Communication helps you better understand someone, and it’s fundamental to getting something that is bothering you out in the open, where it usually dissapates immediately. At least in my experience… with reasonable people; which admittedly hasn’t always been the case in previous lives.

Physical touch tends to be the most emotional for me. Which is mostly why I vote for the monogamous party. There’s certainly a corner of happiness and contentedness reserved for lying around with someone you love.

Words of affection for me seem to be a product of my feelings. I’ve made inroads at filtering them, as I worry they’ve contributed to making relationships into unmanageable constructs that were doomed to implode in the past. I say things that I feel, and sometimes that’s socially inappropriate, kinda maybe.

I’m always doing things for people, it’s a weakness that’s gotten better as I’ve moved my time towards peopel that can take care of themselves for the most part. I like being useful though, so I don’t mind helping at all.

Gifts, I don’t know about. If there’s anything in this list I’m iffy about it’s gifts. It seems too easy to lose the love and care that should be inhereit in the gift to the material. Mom loves christmas, Dad could care less. I’m in the middle in a convoluted way. Christmas is difficult because people want to know what I need. Well I have everything I need. Oh, then what do I want? Well, at the moment? I don’t know, nothing? It’s odd how hard it is to specify something less than $100 that I want that I haven’t gone out and picked up on a whim.

Also, what’s up? Nothing Really. Now time to work already.