Last night I hung out with Jared and we pretty much made dumb jokes all night. It was silly, yet fun. It’s weird having a boyfriend, one that has the same stupid sense of humor that I do and is perfectly fine with just sitting around talking and being dorky all night. Everyone I know seems so shocked that Jared and I made that transition from “dating” to “an item” or whatever so quickly, but whatever. I don’t get my whole generation’s collective committmentphobia. You’re supposed to ease into these things over a period of months, silently trying to figure out the other person’s actions from afar, I guess. I’ve always been terrible at that sort of thing. Why not just take the plunge? it’s not like we’re married or anything irreversible. Anyway, it’s fun. So there.

AND, as we are nerds who are old, and way past that class ring/letterman jacket phase… I get to borrow Jared’s Theramin. That’s how geeks show they are “going steady!” Frankie and Annette *wish* they were that cool!

Tonight, through the almighty power of Netflix, I watched The Virgin Suicides which was pretty good. I like having Movie Time all to myself. It’s such a guilty indulgence– one movie, all to myself… one that I and only I want to watch. I didn’t have to ask anyone’s opinion, compromise on it, even let anyone know that I was getting it. And then I watched it all by myself. Ah, Recluse’s Night In. Damn I love it!