two and two is four
So Thursday was my four-year anniversary with Nate, which I think is pretty radtastic. He bought me a blu-ray player and "Tron: Legacy," because he is MADE OF CUPCAKES AND WIN and has sort of twigged to the fact that I'm utterly obsessed with everything Tron right now. We didn't really want to stack the blu-ray on top of the 360 or the stereo, so we bought a new little entertainment stand thingy as well. It's all wood and glass and fancy and shit, serious grown-up furniture for sure. We'd made an Ikea run earlier last week and got some curtains, a rug, and a new lamp for the living room, and finally switched out the old beat-up coffee table for the pretty black lacquer one that's been hanging out in my office. With the new entertainment stand thingy in there, our living room is finally starting to look like a REAL living room, as opposed to one we cobbled together out of dorm room leftovers.
Not that it was bad like that or anything. It's just a lot prettier this way!
Now we only need a couch that we can wipe down after the dog flops all over it and a better bookshelf for all the games and movies and things, and we'll be set. Oh, and more art, but we need more art throughout the entire house. Stuff on the walls = good times.
Seriously, I can't believe we're at four years already. We have a house and a dog together, for fuck's sake. That is hella domestic right there, and I feel kind of deliriously happy whenever I think about it.
Not that it was bad like that or anything. It's just a lot prettier this way!
Now we only need a couch that we can wipe down after the dog flops all over it and a better bookshelf for all the games and movies and things, and we'll be set. Oh, and more art, but we need more art throughout the entire house. Stuff on the walls = good times.
Seriously, I can't believe we're at four years already. We have a house and a dog together, for fuck's sake. That is hella domestic right there, and I feel kind of deliriously happy whenever I think about it.