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listening to so much björk doesn’t help matters any

Valentine’s day was actually kind of awesome, once I finally got to leave work. I’d gotten him some cinnamon hearts and put them in a chinese takeout box. It seems like we get chinese food a lot. Or maybe just more than I am used to. So anyway, I thought that was appropriate. I also got him a card. I can’t remember what it said. It made me laugh, though.

Also I basically finished raggin’, so there was minimal sexing. But then, I had to be at work at 0630 this morning, so leaving was tough but necessary. YAY for 4 day weekends. Except that he is out of town until Sunday, and I am not in town on Tuesday. But close enough. We’ll get a couple nights together.

[This is where I edit the parts my mom doesn't want to hear. Ha! Hi Momma. Come to think of it, she probably did not want to hear that part immediately before this, either. Don't worry, Momma, I am just taking out details of birth control!]

I am probably repeating stories because I can not remember which ones I have told to which people. And I am pretty sure everyone is tired of hearing it. But it’s hard because he is kind of like the awesomest person I know. EVEN MORE AWESOME THAN ME.

Anyway, it started when Alix said that it’s def serious if f-book says it is. And then there was (rightful) mockery of how serious it is if I left my toothbrush there (accidentally!). But last night he said I should come to Portland with him to meet his friends and I said I JUST DON”T KNOW IF I”M READY FOR THAT KIND OF COMMITMENT. Because I am hilarious.

My cheeks kind of hurt. I feel like this.