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!
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Hilo fell asleep so I think I’m going to do some laundry.
I know it’s already clean, but it’s been laying on the ground for a week.
And it’s mixed in with my actually dirty clothes.

For the first time in my life, I’m working full-time. The entire past week has seriously drained me. I just want to sleep, too.
I’m trying to find cute things to put in my cubicle.

Can you tell I’m tired? 

  • Him: I'm not that concerned about getting an oil change.
  • Me: You were also the one driving around with no oil in your car.
  • Him: Yeah, but as soon as the light came on I fixed that. It wasn't like I saw it and purposely drove it around without oil.
  • Me: You're supposed to check that stuff, like, once a month, I think.
  • Him: Why didn't you check it?
  • Me: It's your car.
  • Him: Ohh, I see. So I'm the only one who gets to ride in it, right?
  • Me: What?
  • Him: So I only get to ride in the car, right?
  • Me: [Begins to yell at Blanka who's barking at some shit on a higher frequency than I care to hear]
  • Him: Well, I'll see you when I get home.
  • Me: Okay, babe, see ya.