WARNING!

What follows might be classified as a rant: I am sick of being treated like a second class citizen because I am in a live-in relationship, but not married. What the hell is the problem here? Unmarried people who are in loving, committed relationships should have the same rights as married people. I am not any less committed or involved with Sean because we aren't married. WE OWN A HOUSE TOGETHER - I AM NOT GOING ANYWHERE! In fact, I would say that we are more committed than some married people I know who have more benefits than we do. What difference does a piece of paper make? ...apparently alot! Realistically, even if you are religious, the logistics of marriage are legal and only work because of a piece of paper. I am not talking about spirituality here, I am talking about logistical things like health insurance and ownership of accounts. I am talking about rights to see someone in the hospital and automatic beneficiary of accounts. This is not hard people! It bothers me to no end that if Sean were in a bad accident tomorrow and only family were aloud in the hospital room, I could not get in to see him. What has society come to when we only recognize relationships that exist on paper?

Coincidence? I think not!

Let me preface this by saying that I realize this is strange. Here goes... everytime I am in the car and get frustrated with what is on the radio, I end up finding a Prince song. Eventhough I tend to be far from superstious, I wholly believe that it is my mom at work. I know, I know, weird! I cannot think of another explanation. I truly don't ever remember hearing this many Prince songs on the radio. I don't want to be one of those people who throws salt over their shoulder and finds meaning in all things, but I can't help but think it is her somehow. For some reason I can't help but try to think of rational explanations for this, but I can't. Maybe sometime soon I can be satisfied with the idea that it is her.

Pleased

My boyfriend Sean got glasses recently and my first impression was really good. I like the way he looks in them and I love that he can see better. Once I saw him in them a little, I told him that I thought they made him look friendlier. My last statement must be followed up with this: Sean is generally pretty standoffish. Basically, he isn't very approachable. This isn't just my opinion - he really never gets spoken to by strangers. Anyway, I told him that I thought the glasses made him look more approachable and friendlier. He sort of shrugged this off. That was about a week ago. We were talking in the car last night and he said, "lots of random people have been either talking to me or asking me questions lately." Well, it is safe to say that I was pretty pleased with myself because of my earlier observation. "I told you so," was not far from my thoughts. I was pretty excited that my assessment came to light so quickly. Sean, on the other hand, was not so happy. He said he hated that people were asking him to borrow a pencil in class, or asking him for the time. This made me even more excited because it drives him nuts. Really, though, I think it's good for him.