Holy shit

Hello. I didn't see you there.

Are you hungry?

Alive?

...

If brainchildren are anything like regular children, I shouldn't reproduce.

Anyway, so I think somewhere in November was my last post? Shit's gone down since then. Most notably and recently, I have entered into the holy mother-fuckin' sanctified bonds of boyfriendity with the everloving Kyle David Smith, or as we like to call him around here: "you."

That's what I call him most of the time, anyway.

But yes. We finally tied the knot in our really pretty open relationship, which basically only means we say "I love you" a lot more.

It's pretty great. <3

Aaaand....short of that, there isn't a ton to share.

Oh, maybe I never made it clear to this audience (of would-be now-dead children?) that Kyle and I have a thing. Well to make it short, imagine this: I met somebody and got close enough to them to want to be boyfriends. Crazy.

I think the only item in my - Really? Last post was in November? That can't be right. Is it? Oh well - life that has changed since my last post is that I play League of Legends now, and Skyrim, if I never mentioned that before.

I learned I can't go to Star this year without skipping out on finals week.

I want to bring Kyle to the big M-D this summer. I think it'll happen.

I've been up 13 hours after being asleep 12 hours after being up 12 hours after sleeping...I dunno. My sleep's fucked up. Good thing it's only nightish classes this quarter.

So there you go.

PS: Based upon an unworthy sample size's worth of sample (two), international Russians do not make for good kissers.