I easily fall in love.
No, not a good beginning. Let’s try again.
As an extravert (in the Jungian sense), I tend to spend much more energy, than my introversive family and friends (who use mine). To get energy back I can sleep, eat, be alone, sport or … spend some time with my positively emotional “activator” – Ethical Sensory Extrovert (aka ESFJ, aka Enthusiast, aka “Victor Hugo”). (Preferably female 😉
No, not good enough again. Who cares about psychology. Another attempt.
She’s a project coordinator from another country. After a couple of phone conference calls, business e-mails and chats I searched for her name on the Internet and discovered her accounts on LinkedIn, Facebook, Picasa, Google+ and a pair of other social nets. Like me she’s registered everywhere. On the photos she looked similar to what she sounded on the calls. Young, long haired, coquettish, giggling, “fashionistish” and easily distractable from work. Nothing special, but … catchy.
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