Uhm… yeah. Rob’s watching a documentary about the Star Wars movies (the good 3, not the new ones) and that was what they were saying and so I typed it. Nothing to do with this entry.
Hmm. Well first of all, Rob and I have been taking walks around our “block” every day for the past week or so. Since it started getting warmer. Anyway, I find it’s started to help me get sleepy at night which is much better than the staying up until 5 am every night. Also it gives Rob an excuse to go to the comic book store that’s around the corner (a sucky comic store, but a comic store nonetheless). I told him he could go in there as much as he wanted, as long as he didn’t complain when I went after him and picked his stuff.
Yeah, confession: If I see anything on Rob that needs busting, I chase him down and prod at it. He hates it. And I’m ashamed of it. But it’s a compulsion. I can’t stop. And he’s all “LOUISE! DON’T YOU LOVE ME?!” and I’m like “I’m DOING this because I LOVE YOU! PUS IS BAD FOR YOU!”.
I think I might need like, more intensive therapy.
It’s always a sign a couple has been together a long time when they can comfortably “pick” each other’s “stuff.”
I have to admit, I’m fascinated but a little grossed out about the idea of that.
That’s the thing — we had barely been together a week before I started looking for stuff to pick. Which is why I think I’m mental. Then again, it could just be a sign that we were meant for each other.
I do the same thing! Granted, it usually takes longer than 1 week, but the same exact thing!
It’s a compulsion, I tell ya! Besides, who can take care of nasty back zits better than a girlfriend (or in your case fiancée)?
Ewww…you’re one of *those* people huh? Nate does the same sorts of things to me and the dogs and I still find it a little gross. Zits, eye sand, generally unidentified goop…it doesn’t phase him in the least. I, on the other hand, have no real interest in assisting someone else with such grooming habits.
More power to ya though! It takes all kinds