#romcomlife

[original date: sometime in early February]

There was a big piece of me while working on this blog and figuring out my boundaries with my new roommate where I felt like this was entirely unjustified, uncalled for, and I should not be so mean, and stop writing this.

Then I gathered myself and remembered that I'm a mean little person and I don't really care.  Also, the feelings that I thought I was feeling I think were also sheer convenience, and now I am coming back to Earth.

That doesn't change the fact that I'm pretty sure he told me he was in love with me last night.  Well, he was whispering something into the sheets.  And refused to tell me what he said, but insisted that they were real words that he knew and I would find out.  Whatever that means when you're banging.

Main point of the story... if you buy the wicker ball set from IKEA, be sure that you don't get drunk with your MMA fighting roommate because you may end up with a bloody nose... just saying. Of course he didn't really notice how bad it was until days later when he realized I still had a gash on my nose.  Spoiler alert; one month later, he threw a blanket on me during "play-fight" (we wrestle around / tickle pretty much any excuse to touch each other), and he also ripped off my nose's scab. 

So, it turns out that I have this weird thing inside of me that pumps all of my blood throughout my body. In my mind your heart is still statistically more likely to kill you than, water, fire, or a plane crash, so shouldn't we not trust our hearts?

Anyway--

Fore-mentioned internal organ led me to feeling somewhat guilty about what I was attempting to do with this project.  I know that I didn't care about my roommate in the beginning, and not to give anything away and say I do or do not now, (before I post everything in my drafts que), but one of my friends got me thinking of how I would feel if he were writing an anonymous blog about me... and I gotta say I didn't really like the feeling.

But let's be real, I'm still me... and having heart is overrated

Thus, I'm back and will begin to update Rom Com with the stories I have written about us in the past few months on my hiatus.