My response to the season 1 finale of Battlestar Galactica:

( Cut for spoilers )

Boyfriend detailed my car today.
I'm officially not allowed to break up with him.
(as if I would.)
<3

Boyfriend: Honey... I have sort of a serious question for you ( Read more... )

Hrmm... Will cut, cause I'll probably ramble. Haha.

( This week in geek... )

I've decided that I should update weekly. This might be a fleeting notion that I will never follow through with. I originally thought I should do it daily, but uh... I know I can't commit to that and will fail. Hard. So. We're starting with weekly.

I did a massive update last week so this one should be shorter and less whiny. Maybe.

( This Week in Dork Land... )

Er... Obviously still alive. I promise I'm not an impersonator. If I were an impersonator would I know that my electric bill was $250??? Well, probably, actually, 'cause I would have gone through my stuff and figured out all the answers to those tricky questions... But the point is that I am NOT an impersonator and am, in fact, the true blue.

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Concussion.
I have one.
Stupid boyfriend.

Ok, no really.  It's not really his fault.  He didn't mean to throw me into the wall. Haha, no it's not that bad.  Something we do everyday went horribly wrong and I hit my head on the wall really hard.  My head still hurts- over a day later.  :[

"You are offically the best thing that has ever happened to me."
I feel context is unimportant.

Or at Joel's at least.

I got delayed a million hours in Detroit which was full of yuck and lose. And then everything went wrong that could.

But Yay!!! Bloomington!squee!!

It's wetter than I remember, though... what did you guys do while I was gone?? :D

More tomorrow when I don't desperately need to kiss my boyfriend.

Boyfriend: Do you know of a good obgyn in town?
Me: Uhh... Is there something we need to talk about?