After hearing our fellow calssmate's converstaion with the opposite sex I felt motivated to blog a weekly occuring converstaion between my boyfriend and myself:
Boyfriend: What do you want to do friday night?
Me: Well I have to work and then I was going to swing by my parents house for dinner. Your
Boyfriend: I thought we were going to hang out?
Me: I told you my entire work schedual on Sunday night.
Boyfriend: No you didn't. I would have remembered.
Me: Don't you remember? You made pizza and it caught on finre in the oven,
and while i made a new dinner I read off the nights I worked.
Boyfriend: I thought you were talking about someone else, I wasn't listening.
Plus the game was on. You know how I am when I watch sports....its common
Me: Wow! I never thought you could reach the next level of rudeness!
Boyfriend: OUCH! (I stepped on his barefeet with my highheeled boots as I
walked away)
3 comments:
i like your boyfriend
Word. I don't watch the game. I like Greys and puppies and pretty sunsets. I don't like getting stepped on by high heels either but if you have to thats fine =-)
I sense a hint of the Iliad... I see myself as more of an Achilles but I do have the lust of Paris.
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