2:32AM: fell asleep during ‘davinci code.’ we kept pausing movie to make funny comments. we did that last night with ‘the fighter’ also, pausing to comment. i wanted our commentary to be filmed, both nights. ex-boyfriend is so funny. as soon as i posted thing from last night, ex-boyfriend read it in bed. i was getting dressed. seemed to make getting dressed difficult. said things about how it was difficult.

3:13AM: laying beside ex-boyfriend in bed, waiting for ‘angels and demons’ to download on my computer. he’s looking at his ipad. i’m sleepy and not quite sober from nap. he just said ‘there are six-hundred eleven-thousand, two-hundred ninety-six living people on wikipedia’s ‘living people’ page.’ as i was typing that he left the room.

3:45AM: ex-boyfriend returned with hot sauce and styrofoam box, said ‘i put hot sauce on everything’ as he got in bed. i picked up the calzone and said ‘yeah, why do you always put hot sauce on everything? you’re always making things so hot.’ he laughed a little and said “why do you always put hot sauce on everything,’ she said, holding a thing bigger than her face.’

4:06AM: now we’re drinking whiskey, watching ‘angels and demons.’ shirley jumped onto the bed and started kneading me. i said ‘shirley likes her men like she likes her whiskey: neat.’ ex-boyfriend said ‘i like my women like i like my whiskey: cold.’ i said ‘i like my women like i like my whiskey: aged for…over many years, in a barrel. an oak barrel. in kentucky,’ vaguely aware of referencing a jack handey quote about women and coffee. ex-boyfriend laughed as if he was unaware of the quote.

4:30AM: we weren’t making as many funny comments as last night. i said ‘can you get me a glass of ice?’ in a fran drescher voice. he rolled his eyes. heard the sink running and teeth-brushing sounds. he came back with an ice tray, making an over-the-top annoyed face. i said ‘thank you. i’ll always be your pope.’ he said ‘i don’t want you, i just want cory,’ and pulled over most of the covers. i said ‘oh i see you’ve got your. your blankets, there.’ he said ‘here take this,’ and transferred my computer from his lap onto mine. i was grinning. he said ‘i hate you, you’re so annoying.’ i laughed like ‘hehehehehehe.’ he said ‘hurry up, hurry up, come on.’

5:28AM: started re-reading liveblog after it became clear that ex-boyfriend was sleeping. he stirred in bed and saw ‘angels and demons’ and liveblog on-screen. i said ‘i’ll. i can just move this. into the other. i’ll move this into the other room.’ brushed teeth. ex-boyfriend rarely doesn’t brush before bed and i got in the habit.

5:58AM: sitting on couch in living room. renewed interest in updating/writing. shirley is curled up in a ball by my lower back. thought ‘i know you don’t know what you want out of life but you’re 27 and some people know how to fly helicopters by now.’