Kanden and I have been together six months and that’s not one of those things you celebrate

But we are.

We got each other stupid presents. I got him Role Models and The Baxter; I could have gotten him any movie that had anything to do with The State but he mentioned those recently. He got me a 32 oz water bottle with pictures of us on it. He thinks it’s so dumb but I love it! He heard me mention to Deja that my current one wasn’t big enough, and express that I wanted a mug with pictures of us, so it’s amazing.

We’re either going to dinner tonight or Saturday, I don’t know what’s happening. All I know for sure is that we’re watching The Baxter tonight, and to eat we’ll either go to Rice (a Japanese restaurant we love) or a restaurant in Trolley Square I mentioned months ago (that I didn’t even remember mentioning until Kanden brought it up because of course he remembered; he’s amazing), whichever day we end up going.

It’s just been a really great six months and a great four and a half months living together. He’s my favorite human and every day is amazing.

Needs to be warmer

I spent all of last summer buying cute summer clothes.

I want to start riding my bike to work and stop spending all my money on bus passes.

I want to go on hikes.

I want to not hate being outside.

I want the twilight concerts to start.

Is it bad that I don’t want to give up weed for my relationship?

He made it seem like it wasn’t a problem, but it is.

He lied, not me.

If he would have told me the truth we wouldn’t be together.

What do I doooooo?

I fucking love Danger Mouse so fucking much.

Today I started my new job at a home decor store. I also got an interview at a restaurant. If I could get two jobs in this amount of time, it would be incredible. The 16 hours I’ll be getting a week, currently, is nowhere near going to cut it.

I figure work another twenty hours a week, maybe get some extra hours at both places, and Kanden and I will back on our feet. Well, I guess we were never quite on our feet to begin with.

We need to start saving. Everything is falling apart, we want to move, we might not get all of the deposit back. Everything is very stressful but somehow okay. I think we’ll get by.

In the meantime we’ve been working on things we can control. We’ve been trying to eat much healthier and we’ve been hiking every day. I think we both feel a lot better; it’s been much easier for us to wake up. It’s doing good for our relationship too. We’re getting along more and more every day.

Decided to get a little high before my first day of work.

Too high, bro.

Too high.

I really wish Kanden didn’t care about the way we decorated the apartment and arranged the furniture. I know exactly how I want it, he’s not having any of it, and neither of us will admit it’s our place and compromise.

He did say we could throw out his grandpa’s couch but that doesn’t mean he can ugly this place up. At least we lost half the furniture when Ben and Brian moved out; already looks better.

Spoiler

Oz: The Great and Powerful, is shit.

My orientation was today.

The best thing about my job is: I wear anything I want (besides jeans and t-shirts) and put an apron over it. I am so glad I don’t have to wear a cheesy polo; the apron’s okay because I use it to hold my box cutter. I feel dangerous.

16 hours a week at almost minimum wage is going to get me around $400 a month. That’s not going to cut it. I have to unpack, tag, and sort 40 boxes of merchandise to be eligible for extra hours. Easy.

At any rate, I’m just glad to be working. Any income is a huge help right now. This job came just in time for us to be able to keep our two-bedroom without roommates (thank the lawd g-zus). The second job search is officially on. I applied for The Leonardo Museum; cross your fingers.

I really took care of my shit today. I will reward myself with pot and macaroons.