Anyways, prying for hints for good presents. And he tells me to buy him clothing!!! On the one hand, I have a relatively good idea of his taste in clothing. And his size.
Is it weird that I'd rather shop for clothing for him and Rory than try to find something wearable for myself? Few things make me more grouchy than attempting to find new clothing in stores and being an abject failure.
I'm on the train on my way to Belvedere right now, where (hopefully) my love will be there waiting for me so we can go home (and cook something edible before we get sucked into gaming tonight, please?).
All things considered, I think Rory is probably impressed with the fact that I wanted to play SC2 with him. Not gonna lie, I *really* suck at it right now. But I'm a relatively quick learner, so it's not a huge deal. And anyways, I much prefer third-person strategy-based games to first-person shooters. Especially since my aim is so awful.
Don't worry, this chattering about video games will die down shortly. I promise.
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