Sometimes I'm too lazy to boil water...

I've been sick recently, and have chalked it up to allergies, but have a persistent cough that I've been trying to eradicate before IT'S TOO LATE, OH DEAR GOD.

Anyways, I've found brief respite in what I like to call a tea "habit", since I'm going through like 20 bags a day. And I am waaaaay too lazy to sit there and wait for the water to boil, so I usually just stick a mug of water in the microwave.

So today I'm in front of the microwave when one of my roommates stops, looks through the window, and then whips her head around to ask me "Are you boiling water? In the MICROWAVE?!!". Yes, I am boiling water in the microwave, I tell her. "Did you know that it could blow up?" she asks. I had a hard time holding THAT laugh in, let me tell you. So I say well, you're going to have to go ask someone who knows about science, but I'm pretty sure the worst thing that can happen is I burn my hand. Since it's my hand, I think we're all O.K. here.

She still watches out of the corner of her eye for the next minute and a half, and lets out a little sigh while making an exaggerated "THAT was close!" face at me when I finally pull the mug out and stick the tea bag in.

I'm pretty sure she has a future at NASA.

Landmark!

We here (by which I mean...me...) at Accidental Love have gained one official follower! Wowza! Don't crack open the franzia just yet, however... I thought we (again, me) would celebrate in a different way. That's right, it's time to Make Fun of Other People!!! Let's take this conversation my roommates had during an episode of House, for example.

#1: So, what's going on?
#2: She was just diagnosed with African Sleeping Sickness!!!
#1: Didn't she come in with like, mood swings or something?
#2: Yeah! And she never went to Africa, but she got it by sleeping with some guy!
#1: So it's like... (long pause. C'mon roomie... work.... it....out...) AN STD?!?!??
#2: YEAH! (No?)
#1: Wow, you can get some crazy shit from sleeping with people!

Yes, you CAN get some crazy shit from sleeping with people. I'd better start asking my potential lovers to go ahead and get tested for African Sleeping Sickness so that they can submit it along with their STD test results and application. I am so glad we have shows like "House" to teach us about the dangers of sleeping with people who have traveled outside of the country.

Man...these weekends are way too short.

Man now works 9 days on and 5 days off. That means that, every couple of weeks, his weekend will be during my week. When I have class. And work. It stinks.

Day one:
Me: "Want to take a shower?"
Man: "Not especially"
When we get back from running errands, he heads straight for the kitchen and gets the Nutella out. He clutches it like it's his first born.
Man: "Will you get me bread?"
Me: "Like, go to the store?"
Man: "No... it's in the car"
The car is about 100 feet away.
I say no.

He falls asleep about two minutes later, and proceeds to take up the entire bed. Here I've been sleeping on my side every night since he left for work; mostly out of habit. Apparently his body has no such habit. I try not to take offense.

Oh well.

I'm sad about how stressful our short breaks together have become. If he's here over the weekend, everybody is demanding his time; family, friends, and myself. If he's here during the week, I'm so busy I barely notice.

We try to cram so much stuff into a very short couple of days, and have barely had two seconds alone in the past few weeks. Tonight we went to the premier of "Terminator: Salvation". I liked it. He loved it. He fell asleep right when we got home.

*Sigh*

I guess I can't win.

Such is life, and he's worth waiting for. He leaves today, and I'd better get some sleep so we can spend time together in between my classes.

An acid flashback to my childhood

I was an interesting child.