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 Me and Alex looked at houses yesterday!

Well, sort of.

On my lunch break during Friday, we ventured to look at the exterior of some houses. The first one was ... Eh. The second one was even more eh, with all of the sidewalk torn up by some invasive trees while all the other houses had pristine sidewalks. It became EVEN MORE eh when we were leaving and I got a massive nosebleed all over the interior of the car. I never get nosebleeds (like once every two years) so I thought it was funny afterwards. Alex theorizes I got punched in the face by an enemy stand user. I theorized it was haunted and didn't want me there.

Then Saturday we lazed around for a good long while before going to look at other houses. We found one we really liked up north, which would be only a twenty minute commute for me... I hope we can get it. We tried two others but they were too far away from anything.
The unfortunate reality is that all the cool things are within the city and you get crappier homes for more money, but at the luxury of having things you like around it. On the other hand, you can get a nicer house out in the suburbs, but at the expense of having NOTHING around you other than a Church's Chicken, Chevron, and maybe a loan office. Oh, and the toll roads. We are probably gonna bite the bullet and get a slighty iffy rental house so we can stay near work, friends, and things to do.

We played House Hunters Drinking Game later which is just taking a drink every time they say "stainless steel appliances", "granite countertops", "backsplash", etc. God the people on that show are EXHAUSTING. 1.25 MIL BUDGET?!

In three days is Alex's birthday! He's not really excited but I am, I want him to have a good night so I think that I will make him some chicken a la king and even attempt to bake, which as we know, is my Achilles heel. You think he'd still love me after I give him a burnt but runny cake?

P.S. Penpals, I haven't forgotten you I'm just busy and need to grab some stamps from the UPS... Soon you will get a postcard from moi...

Me and my boyfriend were gym bros before this whole quarantine thing began. He used to be a personal trainer before he entered healthcare, so he's been coaching me through deadlifting. I need it when I'm hoisting 400lb+ bodies on gurneys.
But now that the petri dishes called gyms are closed, we have been doing SOVIET WORKOUTS: AKA, lifting gallons of water, boxes of multi-gallons, and bags of potatoes. We do it in the corner of the patio looking like a bunch of buffoons, but will we look like buffoons when we can physically punch the Covid away, or shake it down for its lunch money?

I've been obsessed with myulchi bokkeum lately; miniature Korean anchovies fried with soy nuts. It's apparently a drinking snack, but I just have been shoving it down my gullet at every opportunity. I'm not Korean, but Alex is half so I get to try all these unique foods from his mom when I visit. Nothing else can make you feel like a human vulture when you floss, picking tiny fish bones out of your teeth.

We've been with Alex's parents a lot, lately; Being a male-male couple deep in the heart of Texas, with him being half Asian during a time of anti-Asian racism because of the corona, his parents have been worried about an increase in hate crimes and want us to stay with them. When in stores with Alex, people have visibly eyed him as if he had a miasma of Covid around him; it doesn't help that his allergies are horrible and make him sneeze up storms. Luckily no one has started anything with us, but I've been on guard. SIGH.

When our apartment together is ready after all this Covid nonsense, we're going to be having a prohibition party to break in the new chapter in our lives and ... Y'know. Entertain the masses. We spent some time looking at alcohol in an old recipe book for the party and I'm tickled by some of the advertisements.



Pictured: Me