Dear Hilo,
The next three weeks are going to be pretty hectic for both of us! Tomorrow, I’m taking a beginning Excel class at work while you work all day.
Next Friday, I finally FINALLY get my birth control removed and replaced. Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesssssss.
And then the following week, we’re going up to NorCal for 4 days to celebrate your birthday. I’m so happy that you want to go up there, too. I’m really excited and I hope we can do something extra cool while we’re there. I’ve thought about a present to get you, but I might need to bundle it with your Christmas present :x I’m not sure yet.
Anyway, I’m going to try and put some sweet tunes on my iPod so the drive up isn’t so horrendous.
Also — stop smelling my breath for traces of stranger dick. I’m not like that and I don’t like to see you get antsy, okay? I really like you.
That Is All!
A
Dear Hilo,
So many times I wonder how I got so lucky. Just staring at your hand resting casually against my hip while you sleep — I get shivers and can’t stop kissing you. You don’t even know I’m kissing you because you’re so deep into Neverland.
I love smelling the carbon dioxide you exhale. I actually time my breaths so when you’re breathing out, I’m breathing in.
When you tell me I make you happy… nothing compares to that. You see me literally squirm in happiness because there’s too much inside; I’m like Blanka wagging her tail when we get home from work. It’s the same feeling I get when you squeeze my thigh while you drive instead of slapping it and pinching it. It’s the same feeling I get when you really kiss me instead of licking my face with your stinky tongue, or blow a raspberry when our lips touch.
I guess it’s a good thing you act like such a nincompoop 98% of the time. If you were any sweeter, I’d just fucking die.
Too Much Happy in My Body,
A
Hilo and I are both doing spectacularly. We’ve got plans for Comic-Con this coming Saturday, and our room is finally coming together. Thank baby jesus for Ikea, seriously.
We’re both really focused on our jobs right now, and trying to figure out where we want to go in the next few years. We’re both looking into video game production for the moment, but I know I have a lot of catching up to do if I want to keep pace with him.
I’m doing a lot of textbook reading for project management, and I’ve at least got my foot in the door. I’m not too sure who really has it easier between us.
Tomorrow, I get the results for my shift bid at work. I really hope I get the morning shift with Friday and Saturday off. Working nights just makes it too difficult to spend time with him on a day-to-day basis. If I could just go home every day at 5 or 6PM… I really think I’ll get a bit misty-eyed out of happiness.
I also have health insurance now! Holy shit, this is probably the best I’ve felt about where I’m at and what I’ve accomplished so far.
(♥___)ノ♡ Can’t wait to get some birth controoollllll!
Dear Hilo,
Our new 55” LG television is pretty kick-ass.
So is our new PS3.
How did we get so baller?
♥,
A
