You know, the title of my blog really couldn't be more true. The truth really is stranger than fiction. For example, my bestes friends skeezy, psycho ex who e-mails me that he wants me to help him win her heart back. WHAT?!?! Do I look crazy? Like really? I have quite a few select words for him which I will not send because frankly, he isn't worth my time. But I can't believe that he seriously thinks I would help him. Oh the wackos in this world.
We went on a fun adventure today to find the house that the Haunting in Connecticut is based on. It wasn't nearly as creepy looking as in the movie.
People always say how wonderful their boyfriend is because of what they bring them or buy them, well mine is wonderful for knowing things without me telling him. He acknowledged something that I wasn't sure if he knew or remembered Saturday night which sent me into being a blubbering idiot, which was ok because I had to get it out somehow. And for that, he is wonderful. And the fact that he's a smarty pants and apparently artistic. He also came over last night to cuddle with me because I wasn't feeling well. There is nothing like snuggling up to Garden State.
Sorry if I don't make much sense, I am conjested thanks to this lovely cold my parents gave me.
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