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fistful of assholes
Oct. 5th, 2008 02:31 amIt is fucking freezing in my house. I seriously may die of exposure, or some crap.
Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist is a super-cute movie with a main female character who *gasp* has some curves. I enjoyed it quite a bit. It is now also the first movie I've ever been to where a scene involving vomit actually made someone in the theatre vomit. That was an odd few minutes. Meridan didn't even realize it had happened - I had to tell him later that not all the puking sounds were coming from the movie. Luckily, they were sitting many rows above us. I felt sorry for the cleanup crew.
Because it is late and I am ridiculously tired at the moment, I will also announce to LiveJournal that I fucking love my boyfriend. I cannot figure out what I did to deserve someone so sweet and so good and so tolerant of all my crazy, but I am infinitely grateful. Only this boy would sit in a van at night in the cold to listen to me babble about god knows what for two straight hours when he could have just dumped me at home after the movie. He never makes me feel stupid for being neurotic even when I know he's exasperated with me and he's appropriately sympathetic when I have hideous cramps and he's protective of me without being hideously jealous and crazy. I do not doubt for a second that he was worth waiting all those months for.
Okay, I'm done now. Please don't hit me - I won't be gushing like that again anytime soon, for all your sakes.
Tomorrow is my one day off for the week, and I'm gonna milk it. Lots of sleep, getting some laundry done, more sleep, possibly even MORE sleep... it will be sweet.
Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist is a super-cute movie with a main female character who *gasp* has some curves. I enjoyed it quite a bit. It is now also the first movie I've ever been to where a scene involving vomit actually made someone in the theatre vomit. That was an odd few minutes. Meridan didn't even realize it had happened - I had to tell him later that not all the puking sounds were coming from the movie. Luckily, they were sitting many rows above us. I felt sorry for the cleanup crew.
Because it is late and I am ridiculously tired at the moment, I will also announce to LiveJournal that I fucking love my boyfriend. I cannot figure out what I did to deserve someone so sweet and so good and so tolerant of all my crazy, but I am infinitely grateful. Only this boy would sit in a van at night in the cold to listen to me babble about god knows what for two straight hours when he could have just dumped me at home after the movie. He never makes me feel stupid for being neurotic even when I know he's exasperated with me and he's appropriately sympathetic when I have hideous cramps and he's protective of me without being hideously jealous and crazy. I do not doubt for a second that he was worth waiting all those months for.
Okay, I'm done now. Please don't hit me - I won't be gushing like that again anytime soon, for all your sakes.
Tomorrow is my one day off for the week, and I'm gonna milk it. Lots of sleep, getting some laundry done, more sleep, possibly even MORE sleep... it will be sweet.
