Heh.
So Emory and I were fretting because the "domestic partner" agreement that gets me health insurence on his plan only takes effect after we live together for 12 months. Well poo.
So after thinking about this for a minute Emory says, "Want to get married?"
Hee hee hee hee. Well no, I don't, unless there's no good alternative. I don't believe in marriage. And neither does he. But still, it was weirdly sweet. I said maybe. Nothing brightens up the day from hell like a marriage proposal, even though I think marriage is kind of bullshit.
And this IS the day from hell. Too busy to eat or even leave this damn room till tomorrow at 8am.
"But how do you have time to write this?" you ask.
Well, when my big mural-size photos start printing, I get a little down time because it takes 'em a while. In fact, during the next one, I think I'll run to my dorm, shower real fast, and run back before it gets done. It's risky because if I get back AFTER it's done, then it falls from the printer, gets a dent, and I have to start over. But I think I can shower fast.
I love my fellow senior art majors. They're all stuck here too, in other rooms in this building, also trying to have their work done by tomorrow morning. They keep bringing me food and conversation. Awww.
So Emory and I were fretting because the "domestic partner" agreement that gets me health insurence on his plan only takes effect after we live together for 12 months. Well poo.
So after thinking about this for a minute Emory says, "Want to get married?"
Hee hee hee hee. Well no, I don't, unless there's no good alternative. I don't believe in marriage. And neither does he. But still, it was weirdly sweet. I said maybe. Nothing brightens up the day from hell like a marriage proposal, even though I think marriage is kind of bullshit.
And this IS the day from hell. Too busy to eat or even leave this damn room till tomorrow at 8am.
"But how do you have time to write this?" you ask.
Well, when my big mural-size photos start printing, I get a little down time because it takes 'em a while. In fact, during the next one, I think I'll run to my dorm, shower real fast, and run back before it gets done. It's risky because if I get back AFTER it's done, then it falls from the printer, gets a dent, and I have to start over. But I think I can shower fast.
I love my fellow senior art majors. They're all stuck here too, in other rooms in this building, also trying to have their work done by tomorrow morning. They keep bringing me food and conversation. Awww.