This morning, I woke up, we had breakfast together, I helped him find his glasses and cigarettes, I gave him a kiss, and I sent him off to work.

WHAT EVEN, GUYS. I AM A LOT OF THINGS BUT I AM NOT A HOUSEWIFE.

Living together with your partner is…weird. I had these really unsettling dreams the first couple days…first I dreamed I was pregnant with his child (UGH I HATE PREGNANCY DREAMS), and then I dreamed that he proposed. (With a Green Lantern ring. Which is almost geeky enough for us.) But last night was okay, I don’t remember my dreams.

For the record, we have agreed that 1) I will probably get some kind of hand candy (ring) at some point, and 2) that it will be one of those laboratory-made diamonds. Because those things are fucking cool. I mean, a gemstone made from science? COULD IT GET ANY GEEKIER?! Fucking awesome! So yeah, someday, I hope to wear a lab-made diamond from my dearest one.