last night in bed boyfriend was like "you don't blog about me anymore.." or something like that. which of course made the song "you don't sing me luuuuuuv songs.. aneeeeeee mooooooore.." pop into my head. so then i sang it out loud to boyfriend but i changed the lyrics a bit to be more, you know, appropriate... "you don't write me blog posts.... aneeee mooooooore.."
so then i asked him what the hell he's done lately that i should be blogging about? and he responded with "i dunno." great. great blog fodder buddy. i think he wants me to tell you all that for the past 5 days he has been ripping apart the backyard. cause he has. and he rented an excavator. which is not to be confused with an escalator, cause heaven forbid you wear pants too long and you stay on that thing all the way to the tippy top and then you don't step up and your pant leg gets caught in the escalator re-router part thingy and you die. right, he didn't rent one of those. he rented an excavator. and he's been excavating things left and right. he looks hot (and funny) on the stupid thing. so there. now i've told you what he's been doing. and i think that's all he wanted. recognition for doing manly work? but really, what's the point when you don't have pictures? am i right? of course i'm right. so there are no pictures to go with this post about how manly and excavatey boyfriend is. this post is already loading up to be quite the winner.
so boyfriend wins. here is a post about him. i hope he's happy. maybe if he started showering me with diamonds, or bought me really extravagant things, i could braggily post about them on this here blog. but that would be obnoxious, no? yeah. it would. and he's really not the type to do that kinda shit. and maybe i'm really not the type to want that kinda stuff. ha. who am i fooling?
i'm done now. gratuitous boyfriend blog post is now officially over. commence normal, more entertaining life now. thanks.