Ridiculous.

I think the hardest thing with him is he is so hot and cold. Like last night I never really spoke to him much until the end of the night because it was busy and I was basically bartending. And as much as I appreciate that he trusts me enough to rely on me in instances like that it's still frustrating because it's like okay but you just expect me to do more but I don't really get anything out of it. And I keep praying that he'll make it up to me at some point but at the same time it's still frustrating. I mean I literally bartended/ran food/ helped other people for most of the night last night after getting absolutely crushed all afternoon.
But then he was showing me videos of Dukey and I asked if I could workout there Sunday and he's like of course!
Last night when I got home I sent him a video of a bulldog in a child's swing which led us to a discussion of underducks and and him enlightening me on some sexual meaning of underducks AND I told him that he was like Christian Grey ahahahaha. I told him I always wondered if there was a sex chamber behind his mirror. He said there is not.