I’m sitting in the living room, just ate some awesome spinach and tomato pasta with garlic veggies and sourdough toast that I made all by myself. I’m sitting in my favorite chair in the awesome living room of the awesome apartment that I live in with my great boyfriend, who I love.

We’re going to be moving to a one bedroom with just the two of us by the end of June, I’m looking forward to it. He’s going to be watching star wars tonight so I get some alone time. I don’t think I’ve been by myself for three or four weeks with the exception of when I’m in the car, it’s kinda weird. I never thought about it before, but single life has some crazy perks, not that I’d give it up, but who knows when the next time I’ll be able to go to sleep without consulting my bed mate, or leave the house and not come back for a few days without telling anyone where I’ll be. Single people, live it up, next time you wake up in the middle of the night and have a little midnight wank to lull yourself back to sleep.. that’s a lot creepier with someone else in your bed.

Also, I’m kinda sad that I don’t know what’s going on in anybody’s lives anymore.