OK... I think I need some advice. Or maybe just to get this off my chest. I find that I think better when I'm writing something that others will read.

I adore my GF, but I think I've found someone else. We actually met in an Electronics Boutique, which was a good sign right off the bat. Then, when she made a comment in Latin, (Vae Victus, I believe,) I found my knees getting weak.

Since then, I've been spending... a LOT of time with her. I've been lying to my gf about where I've been. I've been conciously choosing this new flame over her. I feel like a bit of a scumbag, but I can't help it.

She's beautiful. Lets get that out of the way, right off the bat. It's as though there's two parts of her. Sometimes she's just so clean and simple looking (I don't know how else to put it,) that I can't get over it. Other times, she just looks... epically beautiful. It takes my breath away, sometimes. And while my GF is small... everything about this girl is large. Epic. Huge. Huge personality, huge... 'visuals.' Ahhhh!

Damn. I just can't get her out of my head. She's so sophistocated, it drives me nuts. A real ancient history buff, (hence the latin.) And yet, every now and then, she'll say something that will have me in stitches with laughter. It's as though she's so smart that I sometimes forget that she could possibly have a sense of humour.

The hours just keep mounting up! I think back on the past week, and I realize that just about every single spare moment I've had, has been spent with her. I think my gf is starting to suspect, but even if she isn't she can't be happy about the neglectful way I've been treating her. I really do feel like a heel, but man... this girl is amazing!

And it's not a sexual thing, either, that's what's so crazy. I just love spending time with her. And I think she feels the same way.

Her name is Rome: Total War, and I think I love her.