Well, to start off Pirates 3 is amazing. Actually, proper amazing. My mind was officially blown. Nice.
Also,
got me a boyfriend. Nice guy, you might know him. Frank? Oh, yeah. That
guy. Heh. Cue sickeningly sweet actions and sayings that make us both
want to shoot eachother in the head. No, really. We are that bad.
Bless.
Really
very happy, though. It seems that it's not so much a suprise that we're
together than it is we've admitted it. I think. That's kinda how I see
it, really. Didn't go down to Dublin to bag me a Frank, that's just how
it kinda happened. A lot of rum and a couple of movies later, we're a
thing [I do so hate the term item] and we have rules.
Ah, yes. The rules. They're the interesting bit.
No
sex. Huh. Shock horror. Well, no sex for 4 months. And it's mostly to
prove to ourselves that we can do it and also that it isn't a sexual
thing only, at least to me. You can ask him how he feels about it.
Shrug.
I can see a few being miffed. I dunno. Maybe that's just
a result of our both highly inflated sense of worth. Maybe no-one will
give a shit, but I already know that to be untrue.
I refuse to lose friends over this, by the way. You can't get rid of me that easy, you know. Just remember that.
Ok,
there's a shitty horror on right now, and I feel inclined to watch it.
But I'll probably just sit here and geek out again. Oh, well....such is
life :)
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