(archive of the original source)
https://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/1999/02/17
A little over two years ago I was standing
in line for the re-release of Star wars along
with about half the country. My foresight had
managed to secure me an enviable position at
the head of an absurdly long line. It was hours
before the box office was scheduled to open
and the freezing temperatures did little to ease
the long wait. I can remember the details of this
day clearly for one reason. It wasn’t because I
was excited to see my favorite movie on the big
screen for the first time. No, it was because it
was on that day, in that lone, that I met her. Now
I had seen her before at work. No, that’s not quite
right, I had watched her before at work. However,
it wasn’t until Star Wars that we really connected
on any kind of personal level. She recognized me
from work and was obviously excited by my position
in line. She asked if I would mind saving a seat for
her. Well of course I didn’t and that simple gesture
began what has turned into an amazing two-year
relationship.
As an artist I have been convinced of the inadequacies
of the written language when it comes to the description
of feelings or emotions for quite a while. However, there
are times when you simply must say something when the
creation of art is either not convenient or practical.
So, it is with a heavy heart that I am forced to express
the feelings that I have for this girl, because I know that
these emotions are poorly served by the simple words I must
use. It is not enough for me to say that I love her. I have
used this same word to describe my relationship with milk,
my television and those little bagel things with the pizza inside.
So, to use it to describe the immense feelings and emotions
that she elicits in me seems wrong. However because I am an
artist and not a writer I have no other words available to me
at this time. So I will use it under the condition that anyone
reading this knows that the word love is a mere shadow of the
feeling I have for her. That no matter how beautiful it might
be it is still only a shadow. The feeling itself, that which casts
the shadow is more brilliant and colorful than you can possibly
imagine. With that said I suppose it is safe to continue.
I love you Kara O’Donnal.
Will you please marry me?
Update: She said yes! Mike Krahulik and Kara O’Donnal are reportedly married.
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