Writing....Yeah.....

My first thought when I started this was, god I hope Shane doesnt find this. I already get enough hell from that boy as it is.
Then I started thinking maybe this was a good thing, you know, therapeutic. I can rant and rave and bitch all I want here. So yeah I think Im going to like this.

First thing I should say though is how incredibly hot Michael is. I mean he is so hot you could bake cookies on him. And hes all mine. How lucky can a girl get?
But sometimes I feel like....well that this is all a dream. That one day he'll wake up and realize he doesn't want to be with me. Maybe he'll run off with some vampire chick. I don't know. I've talked to Claire about this, but theres only so much of 'that will never happen' that I can take. I know, Im paranoid. But come on, who wouldnt be with such a hunk?

Anyway enough with this depressing stuff. On to my victory of the day. Totally scored one over on Shane this morning. I was down doing my laundry and reading Twilight when he came trudging down the stairs with his laundry basket in his arms. At first I was mad because I knew we were getting ready to play the 'lets try to trick Eve into doing our laundry game' and all I really wanted was a little time to smell the downy and read my book, not argue. But no, the boy had a plan. He sat the basket down and started right in. If I did his laundry he would take out the garbage and clean the house for two weeks. SCORE! I pretended to think about it for a while. Let him sweat it out you know? But eventually I said yes and once he left did a victory dance. Another point for the girls, even if he thinks that Im doing a womans job. Don't care about that as long as I come out on top in the end, and boy did I. I hate trash can duty. Ick.

Anyway thats all to report for to day. No fanging incidents or anything. But hey, its Morganville. It will probably happen sometime.