The boyfriend and I are both tall people. He's six foot five, I'm five foot ten. So, when looking online for houses in our price range, much of what we're seeing are Cape Cods. Which is all well and good, if you're five six or five four, but I would rather not spend my hours upstairs whacking my forehead on celings.
Also: I just bought the boyfriend two amazing presents. This is mainly because I bought some clothes on-sale on-line, and felt guilty.
Also: Operation Chest Tattoo Fund is in full effect.
yeah, i had hoped to see folks i knew but it was just one of those nights where things didn't work out. such is the life of a drunk.