Josh is sleeping. I don’t even know what to do. Everything is boring. He works doubles on Monday and Wednesday so while I’m at work on Tuesdays he’s supposed to sleep. But he didn’t. So he’s sleeping now. So between Monday and Wednesday I will have spent like one hour of quality time with him. I’m a little pissy about it, but not because he’s tired or whatever, but because when I tried to wake him up to hang out with me for a couple hours before I go to bed, because I also have to work tomorrow, he bitched at me for it. I JUST WANT TO SPEND TIME WITH YOU. So now I’m trying to think of spiteful things to do. I also noticed he was on xnxx.com today and the other day when I was at work. I think I’m going to add a parental block on all porn sites so instead of watching porn, he sleeps while I’m at work. CHECKMATE, MOTHERFUCKER.
I have never seen so much snow in my entire life. Yesterday we left home at 4, in pretty much the worst of the weather, and drove to our friends house which is normally an hour away. Talk about terrifying, but it was pretty fun. Stupid, though. We should have stayed home. Lucky that we did get here because our house lost power. Snowed in at our friend’s for the second night. We went out earlier and slid on the roads so we figure it’s safest to stay.
Pictures of me and my man. :)
i remember when i was in school and all i could think was oh my god i cant wait til i’m done with this so i can enjoy my life and now i work more than i ever went to school per week and my life sucks and i still can’t even stay up late or do anything other than on the weekends why is MY LIFE SO HARD
Bahhhhh. I was looking at couches and bed sets and dressers online. Some are so cute and cheap and I love them but I feel like anything I would buy would look weird here and would be pointless, because the rest of the furniture would be cheap and trashy and ugly. The house would still look poor and ugly. I have hope that ONE DAY I can afford a house that I can make pretty, but I really doubt that will ever happen. Doomed to falling apart, no insulation, built in the 1400’s apartments. Fuck.
hey, tumblr. i’m engaged.
My 30 year old boyfriend aka love of my life just made a tumblr. > lordjizzykahn.tumblr.com/
Josh, my boyfriend, let it slide the other day that he put a ring I was looking at on layaway. An engagement ring. And that it should be paid off in the first couple months of next year. We sized my finger today even. OHMANOHMANOHMAN.
Oh, father jager…
Twas you who created a monster but a fortnight ago. A monster who awoke with little memory of the night except for the memory of being drunk crying girl over a pizza. A pizza that I tried to order from a closed store at 1am, and so I accidentally ordered it for 11am this morning. I was drunk crying girl because when I repeatedly asked my boyfriend “bbbaaabbbbeee am i doin’ thIs RigHT?” in my slurred speach, he ignored me. So I cried. A lot. I don’t know how or when I got to bed, but I’m glad I got there. However, I slept in past my dentist appointment. :( Now time to cancel my pizza for this morning.
Pretty sure I have a UTI. And it hurts. Bad. And then my man came home and smoked me up and I instantly feel better. 1: he’s the best and I love him, 2: marijuana should be legalized here as well, please.
so four and a half hours later and we still haven’t gone to the store because sex
Drunken conversations with my boyfriend lead to crazy scenarios. About a week ago he told me I could stop taking my birth control, and he’d be okay with that. He knows we aren’t ready for a baby at all but knows I really want one. I know I’m not ready either. But I asked him again sober and he said the same thing. Logic and reason are hard to pit against wanting. HARDHARDHARD. Well, either way, I’m not having a baby til I’m ready, financially stable, and married. So instead I told him we need to get a puppy. So we are. Next month when we have the money we’re getting a puppy. :)