The Model Boyfriend

Although there is cheese on the counter, his beard trimmings in the sink, and the sock that has been on the bathroom floor since I think last Thursday now.... I adore him.

I'd say he's just slightly more messy that I am, which makes me:
1.) The better person.

That's it.

But I mean, come on, how can you not adore such a cute guy?







It's sad: it's 8:24 pm, and I haven't had a chance to see Justin yet; I came back from work a little too late, so I guess he had already left for Frank 1. I'll call an escort to somewhere sometime tonight. ... The commute home seemed longer than usual today... quite possibly because it WAS longer. I don't know. Maybe not. Now that i think of it -- not really. It just seemed much slower. There were also a lot of French (or French-Canadian) 9th graders on the bus home today. Wow. I couldn't even see out the windows there were that many people on the bus. Yesterday I was 1 of 4 people on that bus. It doesn't make any sense.

Justin and I are going


damnit. It really freaks me out when my door opens due to the wind because I didn't close it properly. Nearly had a heart-attack damnit.

Anyways... as I was saying, we're going to SD tomorrow... which I'm sure will be so much fun. We'll definitely be meeting Jordan and Bobby to go to the beach, then maybe hit up La Jolla and PB. Then some COMIC-CON on Friday! And then... come back Saturday because Justin has work. Which I will admit, kind of blows, simply because the only day my dad is going to be SD for a while happens to be this Saturday.... it would have been nice to get to see him.

Check this: my dad is on this crazy trip to Poland/Prague right now (since my brother is in Europe for 3 months travelling, and my dad had a free ticket). My dad had to be back in SD this weekend, but he couldn't get a flight out of Poland, so he has to leave from Prague.. which is in itself annoying. This is his flight back:

Prague --> Zurich --> Munich --> NY LaGuardia --> NY JFK --> Minnesota --> SD

And then he's in SD for Saturday.

And then he leaves for Seoul, South Korea on Sunday morning.

My dad is a machine. It would actually explain a lot, so it wouldn't suprise me all that much to find out it was true.