Which, I am, kind of.
That's sort of what being with Melissa is like.
But I like it.
Constantly talking about "inter-blogging narratives" and "layered blogging dualities" may have made me slightly crazier. We feed off of one another.
I'm kind of choked there hasn't been more cribbage/Jess-Melissa "We're International Blogging Sensations" debauchery occurring, but school and work are exhausting me.
Melissa is out with Raymi/Lauren right now. I took advantage of the situation and made my bed for the first time in 5 days.
Confused, I msned him and asked why.
Apparently it was payback for something I did to him three years ago. "I'm a little slow on my vengeance," he admitted.
This is hands-down the single greatest, weirdest thing I have ever recieved in the mail. All my other snail mail friends are going to have to step up their competition.
It wasn't until this afternoon that the hilarity of this statement hit me.
Melissa may be messy, but she's an exceptionally good cockroach killer, which makes her a good houseguest. However, she's fiercely competitive, and determined to beat my score before she leaves tomorrow. It wouldn't surprise me if she waits until I fall asleep before she goes into the kitchen tonight for some serious China Cockroach Killing Action.
Oh, also, Sasha forgot to invite me to the Celtic Dance Show that her brother was producing. She's wandering around the house in a red plaid dress and heels, getting ready to go to the performances. I'm jealous and want my ghillies.