It is ridiculously difficult for me to resist the urge to run into the bedroom and poke Matt when he’s taking a nap. Not because I want attention, but just…he’s there and he’s asleep and it’s 3:30! On the other hand, when he takes a nap, I get to feel like a ninja when I sneak through the bedroom without him waking up/reacting. Ninja feelings are probably better than giving in to my twitchy pokey fingers.
Yeah, he called and left a message and I’m afraid to listen to it and I don’t know why. I’ve never been this anxious/awkward during the two or three phone conversations we’ve had over the past…year? Maybe a bit less. I hadn’t spoken to/communicated with him at all in ten years before I finally answered one of his calls and I was fine. Maybe one day I’ll digivolve into a real human being who can function.
What I should be doing: baking all the things as a Mother’s Day gift because flowers and chocolate peanut butter truffles are not going to happen.
What I’m doing instead: stuffing spinach in my face and having feelings about The Legend of Korra.
So I decided to watch Thor and The Incredible Hulk to prepare, as I’ve already seen the others. I…kind of, maybe, a little bit, had to suppress a fangirl squeal when Tony Stark appeared at the end of the latter. It’s not that I’m attracted to Robert Downey, Jr. or anything, I just really, really like Tony Stark. Also I’m jealous of his computers. xD