Week One

So, the first week of Michael living temporarily at my parents' house and sleeping on the pull-out couch bed has come to a close.

It's definately awkward, but I suppose it could be a lot worse too. What I hate the most is not being able to freely cuddle or wrestle around playing and simple little things like that. My parents are a bit annoying. It feels like they're trying to baby the both of us and it really irks me. They also like to blame everything on me and make me out to be a horribly bad influence that's going to ruin Michael, and his sleeping habits. If they only knew how we -both- stay up really late. Especially when we're around each other for some reason (nothing dirty implied there >_>;). So far anyway. I can partly blame my work schedule on that though.

Speaking of my work schedule, this Monday I go back to working full time. Ironically I now have a bad knee and several back aches. This should be fun! /sarcasm. My new work schedule will be as follows:

Sunday 6pm-2am
Monday 4pm-12am
Tuesday 4pm-12am
Wednesday 4pm-12am
Thursday 6pm-2am
Friday Off (yay)
Saturday Off (yay again!)

So, be sure to hit me up on the weekends homies! Lol I'm such a dork...

Man, I'm so excited about moving out, but you know, at the same time a little apprehensive about all the real-life gayness that comes with it. I wonder if Michael and I will argue a lot. We've already had a few arguments, but it was small stuff that blew over quickly. Which is good. One was about him being mad that I agreed with my mother about something to do with him or something he wanted to do. That was weird. I was like, I didn't know I wasn't allowed to ever by chance have the same opinion as my mother o_o

Lol I just sat down next to Michael on the couch (he's on my laptop playing some old mecha SNES rom) and I was like...why is this spot so warm? I then realised I was sitting on my laptop's adapter -_-;

So yea, remember the whole spaz over debt collectors ransacking our house for valuables or something? Later the day I dropped my stuff off at Jessica's for safe keeping (Thanks Jess) my father informed me that the lawyers had told him they couldn't come in our house. What a waste of energy and stress, huh? It was interesting to have to pick out what was most valuable of all my things though. Apparently I was exaggerating when I picked some of my art supplies to go in the chosen pile of goods though >_>

Well, I don't know what else to say at the moment. I'll try to start taking pictures of us and events and such to suppliment