I had this weekend to myself, and I should have gone crazy with the freedom, participating in a wild orgy of THINGS I CANNOT DO WHILE MARC IS AROUND, such as eating onions, putting Obama signs on my parents lawn, cooking meth or watching reality TV in the nude. (I'm kidding about the Obama signs...Marc would have totally helped me with that). Instead, I cleaned out and organized a closet that has been causing my brain to spontaneously explode and shoot out of my eyes each time I opened its door.
So after several hours of intense labor involving a power tool and enough swearing to have my chances of ever entering The Pearly Gates revoked, I have an organized and gorgeous closet with shelves! And a place to hang things! And everything is level! And now each time I open that door, I experience spontaneous orgasm!
My porn collection is now complete. That picture I have of Marc cleaning the toilet? Nothing compared to how hot this closet gets me. And yes, I'll be refilling my OCD medication later this week.
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In the immortal and (slightly) modified words of Renée Zellweger, "You had me at 'spontaneous orgasm.'". However, not actually enough to drive me to do my own manual labor. Oh no, no way. That's one of the best reasons living with someone who actually enjoys puttering around the house and doing chores. On the weekend, Chris can clean out and reorganize the garage, do the yard work, and clean the house while I play hours of Wii video games (sometimes even with the kids!) and catch up on my Tivo'ed reality tv shows like "Project Runway" and "Amazing Race". I don't know why I'm particularly in a "Jerry Maguire" mood, but to quote that utter and complete nut job Tom Cruise, "He....he completes me."
Good lord Rod.....I think you are Jen's male opposite because it sure as hell isn't me. Opposites attract though and she's got a great, sweet....personality.
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