what up, yo! how ya been? i'm alright. it's cold and windy out tonight. my kind o' weather. i made Jay go to quizno's and get some broccoli and cheese soup, so i've got a little time to bore you with the nothings going on with me. i think i'll make him put on the logs so we can snuggle by the fire when he gets back. =)

since i'm not working anymore, i've been hitting the gym again. nothing like when i was trying to lose all the baby weight. first of all, i'm not on that insane veggie and fruits only diet; i'm getting gassy just thinking about it. although, i am a pretty organic food-eating girl, i still love my oreo mcflurries, taco bell, and wendy's.

and secondly, no more 3-4 hours of working out. Jay and i stretch and run a mile before he goes to work in the morning, which is extremely hard with it being so cold at that time, but he keeps me moving. i go to the gym for about an hour and a half to do the elliptical and a little bit of lifting to stay toned. it's really nice to have a man who always compliments my body. i told him i was gonna start going back to the gym again and he goes "why? have you looked in the mirror? your body is sick [in a good way]. your abs look better than mine." *blushes* but i've still gotta maintain the look though, ya know?

oh, but he did piss me off today when i went to have lunch with him. i'm a t-shirt and jeans girl, so that's exactly what i wore when i went to his job. when i walked into his office, he frowned at me. i thought i had a booger dangling out of my nose or something, so i'm like, "what?" and he said "nothing. i'd just gotten used to seeing you dressed nicely when we have lunch."

ASSHOLE.

of course, he "didn't mean it the way it sounded"[end sarcasm], but he certainly did not get any *afternoon delight*. don't be hatin' on my hello kitty shirt. i forgive him, though. and i think i'm starting to dig the facial hair on him. he looks so handsome and sexy being all grown-up and making money for me to spend. just joking about that last part. kinda.

i know he bought my christmas gift, but i can't find that sumbitch anywhere and it has to be around here somewhere. i just know it.

and he's starting to get a little anxious/nervous about the grad school admissions stuff. one of the schools will contact him some time in the next couple of weeks for an interview; another in January. a couple schools actually send out acceptance/denial letters in January.

i still don't know what i wanna do, so it's kinda like 'why did i even go to college?' part of the answer is to be with Jay. i got that much out of it, so now what?
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