Random Rob... and Rose.

It was nice to be alone,

not to have to smile and look pleased;

a relief to stare dejectedly out the window

at the sheeting rain and let just a few tears escape.

Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 1, p.9

This is how I felt this past weekend.
3 days of husband.
Three. Whole. Days.
I had to actually shower
I couldn't stay in my PJ's...
I had to close my laptop whenever he was around.
Husband is a major lurker.
I think him and Oregano
are twins sons from different mothers.
Everytime I managed to get online...
Husband magically appeared.

Husband: Whatcha doing?

Me: Nothing.

Husband: No really... whatcha looking at?

Me: Um... the weather.

Husband: *seeing Edward Cullen as background*
So... is that the vampire you love so much?

Me: No.

Husband: What's up with this Twitter?
I don't get it.

Me: *heavy sigh* There's nothing to get.

Husband: Why do people care what
other people are doing at any given moment?

Me: *Heavier sigh* You don't see the irony in that statement?

I closed my laptop before I started screaming.

This was a picture of Rob and Kristen

taken last night at the Bobby Long concert.

I hate how fucking miserable he looks.

I love that he is still determined to get out

and see his friend play.

I hate that the Paps are total assholes

And that someone supposedly

called Kristen a bitch.

What.The.Fuck.

I love that Rob and Kristen

are so together...

Gnaw on that

you jealous wenches.

Love this picture.

The way he is looking at her.

His beautiful profile.

The way she is looking at him.

The way his hands...

are caressing hers.

How many more days?

Bye for now ♥