27. Foreign
He isn't used to living with someone else anymore.
It's strange, made stranger by the facts that his new roommate-bedmate? lover? domestic partner?-has a penchant for singing Divinyls medleys in the shower, covertly replacing his high fiber cereal with Sugar Puffs(Now with 90% more sugar! It's the puffiest!), and rearranging his carefully alphabetized dvds in order of 'kickassery'.
He isn't used to living with someone else. Not since he left home, anyways.
It's strange, made stranger by the facts that his, well, his boyfriend apparently likes to snuggle in his sleep, is always filling the Tivo with boring history shows, and actually expects the dishes to be washed before they run out of clean forks.
Neither of them are used to this and it's strange.
Kristin: Happy Easter, darlings! Because I love you and hate my mental health, you guys are getting a double update for the holiday. (It helps that they're tiny, so they weren't a horrible strain to write.) Woo! On the down side, I have a HUGE assignment for one of my music classes due on Monday, so tomorrow's update might be really late/nonexistent. Boo. :(
As a side note, living with other people kind of weirds me out, especially after the time I spent living by myself.
PeanutTree-I spent most of my formative years near Dothan, Alabama. About half of the peanuts sold in the US are grown within 100 miles of there. They also have an annual peanut festival during the first week of November, so I guess that could be your holy week? ;) I will never look at a slinky the same way again and I have no one to blame for that but myself.
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