so long, cable

Our cable went out on Wednesday afternoon. It's ok; we've been meaning to upgrade, since we were paying for the wrong thing for almost a year. It's just very boring, since I had a schedule down: Cold Case Files on A&E pretty much all day. I guess it's ok since I know now that I can stream MPR The Current radio station, and I can also find it on the radio on a good day. So now I can finally get back into music...after 5 years of ignoring anything new. Plus, it has a nice blend of old and new, so I won't have to be shocked into a new music scene. I realize that I had been looking forward to living in Minnesota in order to take advantage of Minnesota Public Radio for a long time, and I never did, until yesterday. One of my college friends actually volunteers at the Current right now, so that's something fun to think about.
Yesterday I went to Rochester for no particular reason. Since we've got an anniversary on Easter this year, I have no idea what Jacob and I are going to do as far a celebrate. So I bought him some cologne as a gift and just gave it to him yesterday. I wanted to get him cologne for a long time, since he really doesn't wear any and I prefer it when men where cologne, as smell is your strongest sense when it comes to memory. Wouldn't you want to be remembered as smelling good? Anyway, it's Dolce and Gabana Light Blue----I chose it because it smells like sophistication (and not farts). Jacob likes it because Light Blue is the color of Blanket. So we all win.
I'm going through another phase of pure Jacob infatuation. This happens every so often. It must be spring or something. I suppose that happens in long relationships. We tend to get along pretty well, consider I'm messy and he's neat, and it varies how much, I suppose. Sometimes we meerly tolerate each other; sometimes we're inseperable. Last night, he tried to put boogers in my hair, which he thought was funny, but it made me cry, because I really don't like boogers. Most of the time, we just enjoy each other's company. Geez, I'm getting obnoxious. But I do like that boy. It really must be the weather that's making me so naseatingly cutesy.

I am so heat/light/color sensitive that it astounds me. So many of my daily decisions are based on how cold I am, what the lighting situation is, and what colors I fancy at that particular moment. CRAZY.