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Dinner party was nice. Dave's friends were cool and we even managed to squeeze in a few minutes of snuggle time. Walk home was also nice. Just general chatting and stuff.

We're planning on spending the weekend together which will be nice. This month has been the craziest one ever and Dave and I haven't really had the time to spend together. Looking forward to some quality boyfriend time now *g*. This does mean I won't be able to get any writing done, but these are the sacrifices that have to be made I'm afriad.

Dave and I talked about him getting a tattoo this weekend. He semi-agreed but only on the condition that it's not too expensive and that I go with him. We'll see if it happens or not. Complimented him on his nice, muscular arms tonight and he seemed genuinely surprised that I thought so :)

Well, that's it really. I should probably get some kip now.

Night all

Hehe

flickums took one of my birthday pics and made this

( Why? )

Most amusing!

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mrthursday seems to be under the impression that I am bullying Dave into getting a tattoo this weekend. Not the case. Let me explain how the conversation went.

Me: I nearly got a tattoo once. I was out drinking with Fin when we walked past a tattoo parlour and I jokingly said I wanted one. Next thing I knew Fin was dragging me inside to get one. Luckily I managed to talk him out of it

Dave: I really fancy getting a tattoo of a scorpion actually

Me: Ooh! Maybe you could get one this weekend.

Dave: Aren't they ridiculously expensive?

Me: Don't know. We can go and have a look if you want.

Dave: Ok, but I'm only getting one if you come in with me and hold my hand

That was it. See, no bullying from me.

Help

I want to make some s'mores tomorrow but the instructions I got were kind of vague. I just wanna check I've got it right

You melt the chocolate and spread it onto a graham cracker. Then you heat a marshamllow and put it on top of the chocolate. Then you put another graham cracker on top. Is that right?

Sleep time

God, I'm exhausted. Had to go to the Post Office to pick up my birthday present from mrthursday (thank you by the way). Then I had to go to the Supermarket to buy food as I'm poisoning cooking for Dave tomorrow night. He really wanted to be the one to cook dinner (hehe, I love a man who enjoys cooking) but I insisted that he try sample my culinary skills (or lack thereof) before deciding if he still wants to go out with me.

Must make sure I do the cooking BEFORE we start drinking the Absinth or it could all go horribly wrong