ChChChCh-Changes

Turn and face the strain!
So... change is on the horizon. i've got a kick-ass new job, school coming up, and a boyfriend I love and want to make change poopy diapers. So naturally, the two of us have had many conversations regarding marriage, life together, where to live, etc. And we've come to the following options:

1) Get married, even though he doesn't feel ready. (Note: I feel ready. And I tried to trick him into saying he was ready, but it was a no-go.)
2) Live together without marriage and subject ourselves to that life of sin we've been warned about our entire lives.
3) Watch some more Colbert and then decide. And pass the Doritos.
4) Yeah. Wait, what?

And that's about where we're at. I don't want more long distance relationship, and I also don't want more living-in-separate-quarters relationship. It's time for him to feel the wrath of my PMS, and I'm dying for him to see all those embarrassing things I do when I'm alone, like eating my weight in cheese and responding to David Letterman's questions to celebrities.
And we're gonna get a kitten named Figaro.