Hi, Journal!
Well! I guess I'm finding out whether journal-entrying every day is something I'd just keep doing as a habit!
Hi, Journal!
Well! I guess I'm finding out whether journal-entrying every day is something I'd just keep doing as a habit!
Hi, Journal!
I am a giant wimp of a wimpy-wimpdoodle wimpster, and you know what?
I'm okay with it and I don't care who knows it.
Hooray!
I have now officially wimped out of my 350 entry goal for my list of things I love about my boyfriend, and even though a little part of me is telling the rest of me, "You're terrible! You should feel so guilty about this," I am not listening one bit.
I feel great!
He never asked me to do this list, you know. I just thought of it and thought it would be cool and told him about it and he thought it would be cool, even though he also said, "But listen, I'll totally fine with it if you wimp out after ten or twenty or fifty or however many entries." Then when I told him I for sure was not going to wimp out, he said, "Anyway, you don't even need to write a single entry for me to know what an amazing list it would be, or will be ... because the sound in your voice and the look on your face just when you were telling me about it already feels like a million things that you love about me."
Which, now that I think about it, is the 301st thing I love about him.
But that's the last one!
For sure!
I've definitely wimped all the way out!
Daaanng, Journal!
600 big ones, baybeee!
Honestly, I pretty much never would have thought this journal would get up to so many entries, and now that it did, I'm just like, WOW.
It's a super-big accomplishment, right?
And you know what else is a super-big accomplishment?
The 300th thing I love about my boyfriend is, he's so important to me that now that I'm at 600 entries, way over half of them are about how great he is. Waayyy over!
(Don't go back and count and make percentages out of it or anything, Journal. I just plain know I'm right about this, but it would be too much work for either of us to count them all up, and it will only prove I'm right anyway, which I'm already sure of. So that idea is a total waste of time.)
I wish everyone had someone who was as important to them as my boyfriend is to me. I couldn't be who I am without him, and that's absolutely no lie.
The world would be so much better if everyone had someone like him.
Anyhow, today was a big day considering I reached 600 journal entries and 300 things I love about my boyfriend, and tomorrow is going to be another big day, because tomorrow is the day I decide for sure whether I'm wimping out on my original goal of writing 350 things and just writing 300 instead.
Wish me luck!
Hi, Journal!
The 299th thing I love about my boyfriend is, "OMG again because I just read this entry over again and starting another project of hundreds of things I love sounds SO AWFUL right now!!! Only I do really love the idea of writing 366 things I love about my yams because there's 6 of them and so I'd only have to write 60-something things about each one and maybe even less than that because some entries could be about loving having so many yams, not about any one yam by themself. If I'm going to do that I probably almost definitely need to wimp out on this list like I thought about in Entry 596, just so I have a month-ish to rest up before starting another huge-ongous list."
(If anybody is reading this entry just on its own, trust me, it makes more sense if you read the last couple entries before this one first. Which I guess it's too late for you to do since you already read this one, but at least if you go and read them now you can be like, "Ohhhh. Now I get it.")
Hi, Journal!
The 298th thing I love about my boyfriend is that he gave me permission to just copy my comment that I made a few minutes ago into this post to make it an entry instead of just a comment, so here it is:
"OMG again because I just read this entry over again and starting another project of hundreds of things I love sounds SO AWFUL right now!!! Only I do really love the idea of writing 366 things I love about my yams because there's 6 of them and so I'd only have to write 60-something things about each one and maybe even less than that because some entries could be about loving having so many yams, not about any one yam by themself. If I'm going to do that I probably almost definitely need to wimp out on this list like I thought about in Entry 596, just so I have a month-ish to rest up before starting another huge-ongous list."
Which, I just realized I meant I would copy it and change it so it was more actually a thing I love about him and not just me saying some stuff about another entry in this list and really not even mentioning him, which would make a really weird thing to do as an entry in this list.
But he gave me permission to do it!
And now I wrote an entry about how I love him giving me permission to do it, which means if I really want to be extra wimpy and lazy, I can still do another entry where I just copy and paste it without any extra adding stuff.
Journal, I am just burning it up with so many entries today!
Hi, Journal!
The 297th thing I love about my boyfriend is, if I say something like, "I just left a comment on my first entry in this list and now I think I should have made that comment into a list entry here so it would count toward my number of things I love about you," he'll say, "I think that's a great idea, honey! You know I love how your brain works, right? Totally do that."
And then if I say, "What if I just have this entry count as doing that and not actually copy the comment here but say I did, so I don't have to do all the work of going back to that entry to find the comment?" he'll say, "Did you look at your tabs to make sure you didn't leave that entry open? You may not even have to search and find it again," and I'll say, "Oh my gosh, I did leave that tab open! So should I just copy it over here right now?" And he'll say, "Into this entry? Why not copy it into its own entry and get even farther in your list?" And I'll say, "Oh boy! That's a great idea," even though it also sounds kinda cheaty to me.
And then later he'll read this and he'll say, "You got most of what I would say right when you were righting this, but I just have to point out that I would have said 'further' instead of 'farther' because further is about extent and farther is specifically about distance," and I'll say, "I know, I almost backspaced and made it 'further' except then I thought saying 'farther' was a lot more like me and you'd like that I said it."
And then he'll say, "I love you so much, Ariel."
Hi, Journal!
The 296th thing I love about my boyfriend is something I said before, which is that he loves fun numbers. Right now I love that about him because I feel like 300 is a more fun number than 350. Honest! It's not just an excuse because I'm maybe going to wimp out about doing 350 entries in this list and only do 300 instead!
I know when he reads this, he's going to be like, "Yes, absolutely. 300 is a much cooler number than 350." And he's also going to be like, "And remember, the whole reason it was 350 instead of 365 was so you could write an entry every day and finish right at the end of the year even though you didn't start the list until the middle of January. Since you haven't actually written an entry every day, just basically averaged an entry every day, you've already fudged some on your goal, so what's the big deal about fudging a little more?"
And then I'm going to say super-seriously, "OR I could fudge it the other direction and actually write 365 list entries instead of just 350!" and he'll just nod and smile because he knows I'm way too lazy to do that.
Hi, Journal!
The 294th thing I love about my boyfriend is how easy it is to get along with him. I mean, all my yams are super easy to get along with and it's not like I have to deal with a ton of other people who are hard to get along with. But you know, I watch TV and stuff and I definitely listen to him talking about other people he has to get along with, and he's just definitely a lot better at it than most people, I think.
The 293rd thing I love about my boyfriend is when he laughs at a really good joke I've made. He laughs at almost all of my jokes, even when I think maybe they're not as funny coming out of my mouth as they were on the way from my brain to my tongue. And he's not faking those laughs or anything. But when I manage to say something that I know for sure is actually hilarious, he always laughs his most tickled laugh, and I really feel like I accomplished something!
Hi, Journal!
The 292nd thing I love about my boyfriend is that even though he thinks it must be wasting money to turn on the air-conditioning the day after we just had the heater on, he still does it anyway. (He grumbles about it though!) He says growing up he remembers tons of times when his family would have the air-conditioning off and all the windows in the house open and it was great. The way he talks about the breeze coming in the windows and moving the drapes sounds so amazing! Problem is, like I told him, you know, the planet is melting.
Hi, Journal!
The 291st thing I love about my boyfriend is when he combs my hair. I don't have him do it all that often, but he's really good at it!
Hi, Journal!
The 290th thing I love about my boyfriend is how happy it makes him to be outside when the weather is nice. I think sometimes from now on when he's in a bad mood, maybe I should tell him to imagine he's outside and it's sunny but nice and cool and the air feels all fresh and clean.
Hi, Journal!
The 289th thing I love about my boyfriend is when he starts to sneeze and then doesn't and then starts to sneeze again and then doesn't and then sneezes REALLY LOUD.
Hi, Journal!
The 288th thing I love about my boyfriend is how he is not even a teensy-tiny bit jealous about me and our girlfriend Elle being so close. I can tell when it's just him and me and I start talking about her, because he gets this look in his eyes that's like, "I know! That's such an awesome thing about Elle. I love her too."
Hi, Journal!
The 287th thing I love about my boyfriend is snuggling under a blanket with him when it's way too cold in the house.
Mmm, snuggly!