So I made the local roller derby team. Most of you probably know that from Facebook. If not, yes, I made it. I'm really bad at it right now. I'll probably get better. Anyway, that's not the point of this entry.
Part of the whole roller derby deal is to choose a semi-violent name that's a take on something well-known (Vivi Section, Lucille Brawl,
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On my end -- last month, Jim and I ordered some take-out for dinner and I put the order in his name. He was all cutesy, joking about how we were "pizza married" and calling me his "pizza wife" all night.
Two weeks later, he's suddenly serious, concerned that if we start looking for a place together, he's never going to have lived "alone" . . . and maybe he's not ready to be in that kind of longterm relationship. We decide to take a break from seeing each other, but 12 hours later he's on the phone, saying he wants to take the whole thing back, and be with me forever.
EGGShausting. [And I guess, at least one reason I should be LJing more.]
In short, I think Kyle's man panties were in a bunch that day. Drama.
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So what's the Jim/Elisa status right now?
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