Neith
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Last night me and my bf were sitting around watching tv. I was on the laptop like I usually am.
Anyways, somehow it came up that I'm addicted to hair and he is addicted to history and politics.
I swear... this man is a walking talking history book. He will just go ON and ON about history. Not to say that knowing history and about current events and politics isn't important, but DAMN!... I swear he be putting me to sleep sometimes.

Anyways, this is sorta how it went:
ME: ... Oh my God, please stop talking, you're driving me crazy! (he was talking about WWII... continuously for like half an hour)
BF: You think I'm bad? What about you and hair? Do you even have other hobbies anymore?
ME: I don't always talk about hair.
BF: Yes you do!
ME:
perplexed(okay,I know I was lying lol)
BF: I really want to know if there could ever be a 24 hour time period that we just don't talk about hair, history or politics.
ME: I know I can. What time is it?
BF: I wasn't serious.
ME: No, I wanna do it!
Exactly 57 minutes later I absentmindedly picked up the laptop and went straight to lhcf
Which made the bf bust a gut laughing at me. He says that checking the hairboard is an involuntary body function I have... just like how my heart beats automatically without me even thinking about it.
That's... sad!
Anyways, somehow it came up that I'm addicted to hair and he is addicted to history and politics.
I swear... this man is a walking talking history book. He will just go ON and ON about history. Not to say that knowing history and about current events and politics isn't important, but DAMN!... I swear he be putting me to sleep sometimes.


Anyways, this is sorta how it went:
ME: ... Oh my God, please stop talking, you're driving me crazy! (he was talking about WWII... continuously for like half an hour)
BF: You think I'm bad? What about you and hair? Do you even have other hobbies anymore?
ME: I don't always talk about hair.
BF: Yes you do!
ME:

BF: I really want to know if there could ever be a 24 hour time period that we just don't talk about hair, history or politics.
ME: I know I can. What time is it?
BF: I wasn't serious.
ME: No, I wanna do it!
Exactly 57 minutes later I absentmindedly picked up the laptop and went straight to lhcf

Which made the bf bust a gut laughing at me. He says that checking the hairboard is an involuntary body function I have... just like how my heart beats automatically without me even thinking about it.
That's... sad!
