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Wow, you would not believe how boring my life has been lately. I mean I know it was all exciting when I was lying in a drugged stupor on the couch for you guys, but believe it or not its gone sadly downhill. I’ve seen a ton of movies, sat on the couch a lot, and stuffed my face with cookies. I like living my life on the edge, and by edge I mean the edge of type 2 diabetes. Of course I could just be a jerk for making fun of diabetics considering one lives in this house, but if you can’t laugh at my husband who can you laugh at?

One of the more exciting things besides cookie stuffing, is Emilee got a new tattoo. Also, doesn’t cookie stuffing sound a little dirty? We went to a place up here in Portland called Black Hole. What she wanted was a bunch of black stars symbolizing her family. You know, because we are all supastars. I’m so lame when I try to use slang.

When Emilee told me what she wanted I was more than slightly worried how it would turn out, but mostly I wasn’t sure if I could handle watching someone get stabbed multiple times with a goop covered needle. Emilee didn’t seem to mind so much, and so I just tried to relax and talk to the tattooist.

So how did it turn out? Well I never fainted once. Oh, wait. You want to know how HER tat turned out?

Dang that girls a hottie.