On one hand, I hate that he makes me want to put my head through a wall. Each conversation is a little mini-battle and I am never sufficiently armed.
And on the other hand, I respect that fact that he is able to make me want to put my head through a wall.
Not so good for my psychological well being, but I must admit it when another person has the verbal advantage.
As Heather might quote Shawn Connery on SNL, "I'll play your game, you Rouge."
A worthy opponent.
Now if I could only get this idea out of my head that it's ok for dating to be like hand to hand combat in medival times, we'd be good to go.