I seem to have jumped straight into the middle of a full blown relationship. A week ago I found it almost impossible to sleep in the the same bed as my boyfriend (he hogged the blankets AND the space - at least he doesn't snore, except when he's ill), then on Saturday night I couldn't sleep without him there. Funny how a week changes your perspective, isn't it?

I went on a boat party on Friday night. it was...ok. Not that great. The kind of party you might sneak home early from, except that we were somewhere near the Thames barrier & it would have required a dingy & a GREAT sense of direction. Which I don't have at night. Also, while planning 'ooh a boat party - yay!' I completely forgot that being anywhere near large expanses of water at night absolutely terrifies me. I have no idea why. I have a feeling Rob thought I was just being more affectionate than usual, when what I was actually thinking was 'oh... God... Hold me!'

I'm actually quite gratified to find that Rob still pisses me off as much, if not more, than he ever did. I don't know why this is a good thing but it is. I know everyone else wants him to change, but I think I'd miss him if he did. He's sarcastic & vain & annoying & irritating & lazy & too clever by half & has an absolutely filthy mind. And he's mine. And he cooked me dinner last night (despite the fact that I did most of the work - he's a hopeless cook).