1) Suspicion
- She's suspicious of my past, given some of the fucked up stories I've told her of my exes, etc... She knows nothing re: my 'checklist of things to clean' as I've mysteriously lost my game in the past 6 mths
- I tell her I have no game, or I don't have enough game to do certain things, and then she'll point to my stories I've told her and say I'm not giving myself enough credit, by accident or on purpose...
- Doesn't help I told her I was --> <-- this close to being in a 4 guys-1 chick gang bang, had I not blacked out from too much redbull vodka... (Buddy's bachelor in Vegas, and the chick was not a hooker or drugged or a lady boi. Another buddy picked her up at the club and brought her back. My buddies brought my drunk ass back to the room and saw them fucking, and joined in.)
- I told her I was set up the day before I met her with another chick, also in her field, but higher up in the ranks, and younger, taller. She's like wtf why not date her instead. (Had to tell her; she eventually found out by stalking my chats... see below)

2) Fucking
- She's like wtf are you 18, who the fuck fucks 3-4 times/day every fucking day ... Did you always do this?
- It drains her, as she needs to focus on her studies/work/etc.

I told her: it never came up. The 2 times it did come up from my exes was:
a) One was bitching I wasn't fucking her every day
b) Another commented she's had more sex in the past 2 wks than in the final 6 mths with her ex.

3) IQ side of things
- Things have calmed down, she's no more this 'shining-star-OMG-she-so-SMRT' ... Though when she gets into work mode holy fuck does she go hardcore work smart.
- I found she recently started playing Farmville on her phone

- She does Farmville and fb stalking as a way of decompression...

4) Domestic
- I went domestic at her place, as she lives like a pig. She squirrels away receipts in every fucking corner possible. I cleaned that shit with the quickness, and she feels a tad violated (but fully understands that I did this with her ok.)
- Did some cooking, she did some baking. She'll come home to a nicely-cooked meal, and I get sex after.
- Rearranged her food pantry, that was a fucking pig sty.
- Rearranged her condo furniture, that was horrendous. She had a fucking bicycle in the middle of the place. Still has no dinner table (that's got an LCD monitor and papers all over it.)
- Rearranged her utility closet, resurrected her Roomba

5) Stalking
- She's now stalking my feeds/chats; she'll take my thumb to my iPhone, and check my messages. When there are no messages on WhatsApp in the morning, she'll message me "DING", to check if it'll pop up. It does. I told her wtf you're the first person to stalk my messages.

Side bar: That was an old trick I used to do. I'd either turn off a given chat service when I'm with a girl, and/or dedicate a specific chat service per chick. i.e. WeChat for Mainlanders, WhatsApp for some, iMessage for some, fb chat for another set.

6) Honeymoon Phase
- It's starting to wear off just a tad.
- I snore like a mofo, it sometimes keeps her up, so she knows now to just jab me. Apparently I don't just turn the other way and keep sleeping. I suddenly become awake, and see her arm retract

Then, I go back to sleep
- She's been bitching about how saggy and diaper-ass my jeans look. She wants me to wear slim and/or skinny jeans

That ain't happening... It's gonna be a fucking massive muffin top.
- I've scared her multiple times as she opens the bathroom door

Once I even held my phone with the LED light on, under my chin

- Met up with some of her work friends, they're cool, and fucking brilliant as well. They each hold multiple doctorate degrees and are 'executives' in their own right
- We're now talking about taking a 1-week vacay in Feb to a sunny destination... That'll be another round of tests to see if things work.