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Love is letting your boyfriend impersonate a conversation between Bane and Batman the entire car ride.

Texts.

  • Me: I couldn't find your sweater, but I got myself one!
  • Ben: And lip balm stuff?
  • Me: How'd you know???
  • Ben: I know you.

I’m leaving in twenty minutes to pick up Ben, grab lunch, and then drop him off at the airport.  Sydney needs his expert LEGO supervising skills for two weeks.  While he’s down under, he’s going to take an extra week of personal vacation to travel around.  Imagine how jealous I am.  He’s going to be playing with koalas and kangaroos while I ponder other forms of employment.

One thing I do know, is that these three weeks are going to be filled with a lot of veganism and Jillian Michaels. 

Here’s to Skype conversations and emails.  I’m going to miss him.

Centered.

"Someone must be making your day."

I looked up from my phone and to the gentleman who was patiently waiting for his coffee as well.  

"Excuse me?"

"You’re smiling pretty big."

"Oh," I laughed.  "My boyfriend is going to take tomorrow off instead of Friday and was telling me about it."

It’s not that this text rendered any significance, but it’s just an example of how much I perk up and still become giddy over simple texts from Alaska (Ben).  I’m not going to go into all that mushy cliche of happiness that a significant other can bring, because I’ve always been a happy person.  With Ben, I’ve reached a state of calmness and ease.  For once, I feel like I’m not trying and that he’s in this with me just because I’m being me.

Everything in my life finally seems centered except for the whole finding a “career” aspect, but that’s going to sort itself out eventually.   

The bar that Alaska and Samwise frequent with their coworkers is right down the street from my condo.  Last night, I was working my usual closing shift and checked my phone on my break to see a few texts from Alaska.  A spontaneous trip to change oil in a coworker’s car turned into a brew session.  Around six he asked me how I was and mentioned he was at said bar.  When I got off work, he texted me again asking if I was home yet.  I replied “yes” and he said “I’m coming over!!”

He’s adorable.   

Boy was holding out until I was out of work so he could race on over for an impromptu sleep over.  Really he lives a bit further away and staying at my place would just be more practical and closer, but that’s besides the point.  

He claims I’m prettier than Natalie Portman.  Swoon.   

And This Is Pandora’s Emotional Post for the Week

Sometimes I’m a lot more talk than anything.  I come off grounded and a complete cynic about dating/marriage/having the ability to maintain a working relationship.  I’ll spew about how I’m just going to do the single thing and live with my cats.

But really all I want is just to love and be loved in return.  

The human brain is only capable of maintaining 150 stable relationships.

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Pandora’s Going to Let You in on a Little Secret…

To all the boys out there:

If a girl you just met doesn’t text you back after your first twenty texts, give up.  Seriously, she’s not interested in a relationship or a friendship.  You’re probably even creeping her out.  

Love,

Pandora