So last night I look at J and I was like do you know who Joe Bastianich is? He's like ya I hate that guy why? I was like are you sure it's not your goal in life to be him? J's like fuck no. People always say that. I'm like well you're a bald, Italian restauranteur who wears nice suits and kicks. He's like fuck off does he do that? I just died laughing.
J's like fuck T even said, "hey Joe" to me tonight when he walked in.
I found the entire situation quite humorous.
Saturday, November 22, 2014
Joe Bastianich.
Friday, November 21, 2014
What a wonderful human.
I find it so incredibly endearing that after everything J always makes a conscious effort to say goodbye to me before he leaves work.
Tonight he was getting a drink and he's like, "B I'm..." And before he could even finish I said, "I know". He's says, "okay I just wanted to say bye to you now because I'm not coming back out here before I leave... Goodbye".
I just appreciate that type of thoughtfulness. I appreciate that he takes the time and more than anything, I guess I just really appreciate he cares.
Thursday, November 20, 2014
What colour are your pants?
So basically 10 minute conversation about my pants hahahah. I just love both of them.
Trust me to fall for a dude who dresses better than I do.
Monday, November 17, 2014
Sunday, November 16, 2014
J.
I don't honestly know what I'd do without him. He has been such a pillar of strength in the last 6 months. He is so incredibly supportive and I am so grateful for him.
How I feel today.
People disappoint you. I get that, I mean I kind of expect that. But what if you wake up one day and realize you're the disappointment.