This one time while I was in Boston I used to eat at this hipster cafe called Flour a lot. I was describing breakfast to N one day:
I tell him it was artisan bread with cloumage, aragula and pink peppercorn jam.
And he replies, “So you ate toast”.
This one conversation sums up our entire relationship I think. 

It’s been a long time since I’ve written anything remotely romantic about the Boyfriend, so here’s one for the day.  A line I read from a favourite band singing some words that rang true:

I’ve got reservations about so many things, but not about you.


(while we’re being romantic, I’ve had this song in my head all day. it’s the way it makes me feel, not the lyrics, really.)

so all my time on OkCupid has done is give me a profound sense of gratefulness at having found my boyfriend. 

Jesus H. Christ, I’d forgotten about the creepers, the grammatically challenged, and the uninteresting people out there.

I don’t think this is quite what the makers of the site had in mind.