the rest of my days off

I saw Iron Man 3 and Pain and Gain. I'm what's wrong with America: I am one of those people that will see a movie I know is going to be terrible just to kill time. However, to be completely fair, I didn't think Iron Man 3 was going to be so bad. But Pain and Gain? There's no excuse for what I did. I'm a movie industry enabler.

Our dog, Reggie, got a case of the fleas. We gave him a flea bath and bought a better (more expensive) topical flea treatment, which has fixed the problem. I feel a bit odd about covering my pet in poison. Once upon a time, I also felt odd about spraying pesticide inside my house. But then a giant cockroach joined me in the shower one day. Now I squirt cancer causing chemicals all over my windows and doors on a very strict mark-it-on-your-calendar schedule.

I had to go off birth control pills for a month since my prescription expired. The pill affects people differently, but one common side effect is decreased libido. I guess I forgot exactly how much my libido decreased until I stopped taking them. I think it's very ironic that when you're on the pill it makes you feel "meh" about sex most of the time and then when you're not on the pill you feel very un-"meh" about sex so you need birth control. I feel like I'm going through a repeat of my teenage years and it's exhausting (so to speak). If this is the way males feel all the time, I pity them.

I'm pretty sure Perry and I passed our 3 year anniversary sometime last week. We didn't exactly mark our first date on the calendar, but we do agree it was sometime after his birthday and before mid-May. I think we should just pick a made up date and stick with it. And sometime this June we will have been living together for a year. People say relationships are hard work. I've always thought that was bullshit. I've seen people's relationships that were hard work, and it seemed like the reason it was so hard was because they were terribly incompatible. I think relationships should be easy most of the time, or at the very least not an exhausting, frustrating mess. Life's hard enough as it is. But I think I may be starting to understand this whole "hard work" idea. I can see Perry and I falling into some of the common long term relationship pitfalls. We take each other for granted. We live together, but we spent more time truly interacting when he lived an hour away. What was extraordinary becomes ordinary, the new becomes old, you got what you wanted, so now what? It still doesn't really seem like hard work, more like just staying aware and being able to recognize future problems and trying to avoid them. I don't know. I guess we haven't really been tested as a couple yet. Am I supposed to feel bad for things being too easy? Does it mean something is wrong with us?! No? Okay.

I made Finnish prune tarts. They were an extraordinary failure. The pictures looked so pretty on the internet. And I don't understand why prunes get so much hate. Raisins don't and they're just dried up grapes. Well, prunes are just dried up plums and plums are delicious. Prunes are delicious! But not when I put them in Finnish prune tarts. Then they're just awful.