It's nice to feel wanted for a bit, spending loads of time sorting out recording projects and my life in general- and heading up to London to grab some gear back this week. Is all good.
I'm a bad boyfriend. Well no, that's a lie- I'm a good boyfriend, but I have a bad habit.
Girlfriendcat works a lot, her hours are both unsociable and confusing for any of us who have not yet entered the realms of full time work. This means she doesn't get a lot of free time, especially to see people and go out. So I, being the super nice boyfriend that I am, often find myself saying:
So it's left at that. A week later, I ask her what we're doing on Monday and she says that she's booked in a little time with her best friend. Alone. And although I've trained myself so well, it slips out. The lip quivers, and the puppy dog eyes arrive.
Yes, I have a dark jealous side too. I pretend that I'll spend the whole day alone, but we both know it'll be fine and I'll have a man friend over to keep me company or something. However, this is filed under the "Another reason I'm lucky she's as mad as I am" folder, she puts up with me well.
Guess what, I got a freakin' Twitter account. Well, another freakin' Twitter account because I deleted the last one. It still sucks, I don't have THAT much to say. You all know that, how long's it been since the last post? Like 2 weeks? The haters should be hatin' on that. Anyway, Sunday morning shower ahoy- catch you guys later.
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