General, Love

Nidoran

I’m sitting here watching NY Ink right now. Of course, I’ve only seen a few episodes, and these are it. Whatever. Lately Matt and I have been thinking about ink and such. He had a few things that he’s set on for himself if he could get home, but we had an idea. It’s a tough idea, but just think couples tattoo. He is firmly against name tattoos (I understand) but this is different. Pokemon tattoos. Hahah. It was a joke at first but it’s a really sweet idea. We each get a Nidoran, ♂ and ♀. I’ll get the male to represent him (plus it’s cuter) and he’ll get the female for me.
Nidoran MaleNidoran Female

The line art is probably like what we’re leaning, but I like the other images too. I’m about to go vacuum my car (he has a dyson too, did I mention that?) and then hit the gym. I NEED to get back in better shape than where I let myself go. We’re going on vacation at the end of the week. I know I can’t drastically change by then, but I can start. Change is change. I need to get out of this habit of getting somewhere and then letting myself go. I mentioned it to Matt but I was going to the gym before I met him. Given, I stopped because of my rash, but I put on so much weight since then. I was in much better shape just 2 months ago. This is bullshit. My goal is less talk and more action. Stop being such a fatass, Jeanne.

General, Summer

Change in Direction

Wow. I’ve never really been one for Sex In The City, but right now I feel like Carrie Bradshaw. I am basically living here with Matt. I know, it’s been a while. But I finished out my semester. There’s a lot of school drama with that, actually, but I’m looking to see if I even get to pass the semester. That’s not like me. Things have changed dramatically. I’ve been such a mess. You could say that I lost my footing and the Matt thing is throwing me off and I’ve neglected school because of him, but he’s been good for my mental health. He’s a doctor. Haha

Anyway, the Carrie thing. I’ve been here a lot. I’m sitting in the kitchen on my new computer. I’m writing and he was sweeping in the kitchen and just hanging out. I feel like a writer, sitting back and just doing my thing. This is a really cool satisfying feeling, actually. I like it a lot. I feel so independent. I’m just here, pretty much doing things on my own. But I honestly have the best boyfriend in the world. He is so much more than I could have ever hoped for. I am so happy with him. I can’t say I’m completely happy because I’ve been having trouble with myself- but that’ a work in progress.

He’s so crazy and nerdy. He pretty much completes me. I encouraged him to drink the other day after we both had really long weeks and he started letting some things slip(?) about if we end up married or if I take his hand. I honestly wouldn’t mind that. He’s good for me. The only thing is that his friend got married after only knowing a girl for 3 months. He doesn’t want to do things like that, but I get the feeling this is pretty solid. I’m just enjoying myself in the mean time. Next weekend is the start of our vacation. We’re going down to his family’s place in North Carolina (10 hour drive) for a few days, then we’re driving out to Ocean City, MD (9 hour drive) for about a week to ourselves. I’m super excited. I really need this.

He’s preparing dinner right now. Things are great. We’re going to watch jeopardy. I’ll try to keep this updated more often. Peace out