Alex is taking me to Chicago for my birthday and we leave in t-minus 12 hours. And where is he? At the lake. Trying to get some wakeboarding in before the weekend. And what am I doing? Pouting because I'm refusing to clean his downstairs bathroom by myself. How much packing have we done? Zero. Is all the laundry done? Nope. Are the dogs and house prepared for invasion of Alex's mom, little brother, and grandparents this weekend? Hell to the no! Do I care? Not a bit. I'm not moving from my slovenly place on the couch until he gets home. And then maybe, just maybe, I'll do more. But for now, it's almost my birthday! I'll be 26 tomorrow and I'll cry if I want to!
And in the random share of the day category:
My ex-boyfriend! My ex-boyfriend!
For some reason he is holding a gun and looking tough and adult-like for possible Chinese people. I really don't know why or anything, but he sent it to me today because he was on the "cover" of the
Official! Navy website. Check it kids, my little Ryan is all growed up!
That sound you hear? Is Alex's eyes falling out of his head from rolling around so much.
My ex-boyfriend! My ex-boyfriend! 
2 comments:
wtf???
Told you to come to Texas to wakeboard with us!!!
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