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I had an 8-hour drive yesterday with eight people, ages eight to 48, in one minivan. Matt kept farting and thinking it was hilarious (that's a 16-year-old guy for ya), Hollie was on her cell phone and wouldn't shut up, Lexy's markers bled through her pants, Peter snored, and Anna kept complaining about how scary the Harry Potter movie we were watchine was. Me, I just plugged in Freedom Call and told everyone to shut up from time to time.
So my mind was naturally wandering a bit. One thing I discovered was that most best friends are polar opposites. Take me and my girl Heather, for example. I'm short, shy, frumpy, and quiet. Heather is incredibly tall, outgoing, poised, and friendly.
Or consider Jack Aubrey and Stephen Maturin. If Jack gets mad, he socks the other guy in the mouth, while Stephen smiles his weird little smile then gets his revenge later. Jack is huge, friendly, and up front with everyone. Our dear Doctor is, shall we say, petite, withdrawn, and subutle. That's another thing. Jack can keep a secret only if you practically bash it into his thick skull that So-and-so MUST NOT KNOW about whatever. Stephen, being who he is, is naturally inclined to keep as much to himself as possible. Speaking of which, I rather resent O'Brian's comments on how left-handed people are less fit for life or something. Southpaws unite!
Anyway, back on topic. Then there's Aragorn and Legolas, that dynamic duo. Aragorn's childhood was about as hassle-free as a human growing up among elves can be. He had two (over)protective brothers, and Lord Elrond himself for a foster father. I doubt anybody tried to kill him before he was twenty! Then we have poor Legolas, who has had all sorts of wackos after him from day one. If it wasn't his own uncle messing with his eleven-yen-old mind, it was Melech scaring the crap out of him and Uruth... yeah. So by the time they met, Aragorn could hardly concieve anybody, much less other elves, not liking him, forget hurting him. Then Legolas is seriously human-shy and convinced that the world is out to get him, which it mostly is. Still, they met, resoved the differences between their races, and are now best buds.
Notice now I speak of FRIENDSHIP, not LOVE. I am not a particularly romantic person (I have given permission to my friends to shoot me if I ever voluntarily read romance written in this century), but I can see that like mostly attracts like.

Well, back to the wonderful world of the library!

Stay sweet, y'all.