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Boyfriend & sports...living the stereotype

Me: Erik Spoelstra—

Dillon: WHAT?!

Me: Err, I was going to say Erik Spoelstra says ‘It’s time to tune in to Game 4’ via facebook.

Dillon: Oh. Yeah, I know. I’m already watching it.

Me: How come when I start a sentence with ‘Erik Spoelstra’ you immediately stop what you’re doing to listen to me? When I start a sentence off with ‘Dillon’ you usually run away.

Dillon: Because I know nothing good is coming when you start a sentence with my name.

Me: Well maybe I’ll start calling you Erik Spoelstra.

This is what my boyfriend is feeding me for his birthday dinner in San Francisco on Friday. He asked me what I thought, I said it looked great and amazing and wonderful. In reality, I have no idea what the fuck I’m going to be eating (at all) but I’m not allergic to any of it and he’s really excited, so I’ll let you know how that turns out.

PS: this is the tasting menu at Commonwealth in the Mission in SF, in case anyone thinks this looks delicious.

Maybe I’m a fatalist, but I think that if someone wants to cheat on me, they’ll cheat. If they don’t want to cheat on me, they can go to a skinny-dipping-and-soapy-Twister party with thirty-eight beautiful single women and not cheat. But trying to keep them from cheating by having weird rules (other than “don’t cheat on me”) about who they can associate with—that falls somewhere between creepy and downright abusive in my book.
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The Pervocracy

A. I love this. Ry is struggling a little to figure out a social life in California but he really hit it off with one of his female coworkers when he was in San Francisco and they hung out all the time. They had similar work schedules so they could and they had fun together so they did. Someone asked me about him and I said I was glad he had made a good friend and they said something along the lines of, “But you don’t have a problem with the fact that he spends all that time with ANOTHER GIRL?!” and I wish I had read this before that conversation so I could have pointed them to this. First of all, I am not going to tell him who he can and can’t be friends with because that it nutso. Secondly, I think it is a really good thing that he can have relationships with all kinds of people and if he couldn’t be friends with girls because they are girls that would be problematic. Thirdly… I had a thirdly but now I forgot it.

B. I need to stop reading Pervocracy because I’m getting all involved and my personal statements will never get done and I won’t get into grad school and I’ll never get a job and be homeless and die or something.

We are the most attractive.

GPOY.

Staying up all night writing papers makes me miss my boyfriend, I guess. Because he used to finish his at a reasonable time while I watched TV and played on my computer and then he would want to go to sleep but I would still have to write my paper and he would get really annoyed and that is happening right now except he lives in California now so he is probably sleeping and I am still awake with 500 words left to write.

Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum over here didn’t think ahead so once we crossed the border into Canada and our data on our phones stopped working we didn’t have any GPS to get us to our hotel. Luckily I happened to have an old atlas in my car and we managed to get ourselves here in a timely fashion. Yay Canada or something.