Karen has among a great number of weird bodily dysfuctions like B.O., excessive gas and hair growing out of weird places, has really sweaty palms and feet.
I love going out to buy lunch since it’s the perfect excuse to leave my seat. Wondering what to eat for lunch also takes my mind off the job I hate. Only problem was, lunch around my job is probably the most expensive in the country. I spend between $10-15 on lunch for food that can just hold me over for a few hours.
Me? I shop at Gap…when there’s a sale going on – 75% off original price type of sale.
Sometimes I feel so fashionably unsophisticated next to Brooklyn Boy. Not that he is prissy or anything, but he has developed an expensive palette for quality clothes. In some cases, that translates to silk ties and custom tailored dress shirts. (I swear that his LV ties could quite possibly cost more than my entire closet…combined.)
When I first started dating Karen, I told a really close friend of mine that I was dating a girl from Boston. Her reaction? “Shut up! You’re dating someone from Boston? I thought you hate everything Boston?”
Prior to meeting jigg, my mother thought she could form a fairly accurate depiction of my boyfriend by just looking at his picture. Along with a few additional questions concerning his diet, hobbies, and astrology sign, Boston Mom was convinced she knew jigg better than me.
Football season just started and I have been thinking a lot about how to balance the time between it and Karen. Since we’re having a long distance relationship, much of “our” time is spent on the phone at night, usually between the hours of 10-12am. But what if a game runs over into that time slot or what if I’m trying to watch a westcoast game because my beloved Niners are playing?