If God takes life, he's an Indian giver.

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So you totally don't have to be stoned to watch Wizard of Oz/Dark Side of the Moon. Casey and I watched it tonight and it was quite wonderful. Mostly the whole 'being in his arms' part, you know. That album is so friggin good. Another album I didn't appreciate to it's full extent until earlier today is Good News For People Who Love Bad News (Modest Mouse). It's quite good. I had the day off today due to them scheduling me during my classes today. So, Casey and I hung out around his time spent at work. As strange as our relationship is, I really love it and wouldn't have it any other way. I intended to write an elaborate description of the obscene amount of laughter we exchange, or the deep passion behind our kisses, or how entirely comfortable I am in every situation I spend with him. But I really can't even put into words all the things I want to say. We're not in love in the traditional sense. But we are so happy together, we can't NOT say I love you. Because I love every moment we spend together. Even when we are in bad moods. Because no matter what, we always get over it in a little while by being idiots together and then end up laughing about how stupid we acted when we were upset. I couldn't even tell you what has really been happening at school or work, because I couldn't care less.

*sigh* when this all comes down, it's really gonna hurt.