GF: “so how many blogs am I in?”
me: “ha ha. that’s funny. There is a blog about you asking that”
GF: “what do you mean?”
me: (proceed to discuss this)
me: “then there’s a feature on originalname.wordpress.com that shows all the tags I’ve used and the more often they appear, the bigger they are…”
GF: “so is mine the biggest?”
me: “ha ha, no. c’mon, you gotta compete with Wolverine and Zombies and stuff like that…”
GF: “is mine one of the biggest…?”
GF: “is it bigger than Wolverine?”
me: “ughh…yeah” (at the time of this conversation, Wolverine was winning)
GF: “it sounds like you’ve got your priorities out of whack here”
GF: “and don’t blog about this conversation either…”
NE had a crazy idea to tattoo a fake mustache on her finger, so she could put it over her lip when the moment called for it. I, naturally, became the test subject.
Feast your eyes on there bad boys. I make a pretty good villian.
Had one of those deeply explorative relationship convo’s last night, and while today I feel drained and conflicted about my own life goals, I am happy to have a wonderful woman by my side who makes me happy to see her everytime.