Man, having a boyfriend is time consuming. I seem to spend all my free time talking to Lawrence on the phone. Which I enjoy, but then I realize that I've spent the hour and a half I had set aside for homework talking, and this happens repeatedly. At least I'm enjoying the time spent throwing away my education. And I'm two eps behind on Gilmore Girls, but for some reason, I'm having a hard time stressing out about it. But I think I've gotten boring, because I can't think of a damn thing to write about other than Lawrence. Sad really. Now I'm going to clean my room, dammit. The mess has gotten to the point that it's making me crazy. Plus Lawrence's house made feel like a slob. He was all apologizing for the mess and said, "You can tell I live like a bachelor." I looked around, and I was like, uh. . .mess? Where? It was completely immaculate. When I said this, he pointed out that there were piles of bills on the kitchen table. Oh the horror. I couldn't stand being in such a pig sty a second longer. lol. Wow. I think if we do get married, he might suffer from culture shock.
Plus-my mom has wedding fever already. Yesterday at lunch, she was planning who could help and stuff. She's never really talked about that kind of thing before, so I didn't realize she was into that sort of thing. She and dad eloped, so maybe she has wedding needs piled up from her own life.
Last night, for the first time in years I had a dream that wasn't a searching dream! Yay! Those searching dreams were frustrating, I'm glad to see them go.
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damn how long have you been going out? and already with the wedding talk. jeez you mormons are quick. the title should be "Mr. Clean vs. Madame Messy" btw i can't think of anything to post about on my blog. gimee some ideas. laters
Yeah, Mormons do move fast. It's cause we aren't allowed to share our carnal treasure until then. And, well, relationships kinda stagnate without the humpy humpy dance. I like your title! Excellent work. And, you know, as I couldn't think of anything to write about, what exactly makes you think that I'll be able to think of ideas for you? Write about your plans for the weekend? Maybe?
Grrr. . we have these friends who would apologize for their apartment being messy, and it would turn out that like they had a dirty cup in the sink or something. Then when they came over to our place, I pulled the "sorry I didn't have time to really clean" (even though I had actually spent hours cleaning) and they were all like "oh, yeah, you clearly didn't have time to clean!"
I'm glad everything is working out well with you and Lawrence. Does he really go by Lawrence, and not Larry or Laurie or something?
Hmm. . .some trade-off: good blog/bad relationships, versus bad blog/good relationship. I think it's ok for your blog to suffer.
Oh hey, you should go here and vote. There aren't enough of us females in the picture!
http://www.geowayne.com/psbhtml.htm
Dood! I have totally pulled that, "sorry I didn't have time to clean," scam! Sounds like your "friends" were major assholes though.
I'm glad, too. :) He goes by Lawrence. It's actually his middle name. I've thought about calling him Laurie, but it just doesn't feel right.
Maybe I need to find something to get irate about so I can have a good blog AND a good relationship! Any suggestions? Politics? The environment? Rabbits? I hate those damn fuzzy little guys.
I voted. I can't believe the number of females, both American and not, was so low! I would think more girl would like PSB than guys. Weird.
I know I've been MIA lately, and I apologize. It's okay to go through a stage where all you can talk about is your boyfriend. It's actually very endearing.
And here I sit, on the seven year annivesary of my wedding, wishing I could have the giddy feeling again....sigh...the grass is always greener, right? :)
Well, I would be mad at you for going missing, but then I just think of that delicious pic on your blog and all is forgiven. :) I'm sorry you're feeling less than giddy. Maybe it's time to spice things up somehow? I'm not really one to talk as I've never even considered being in a relationship for seven years. So I say, good job, girl!
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