My Girl

my girl can fucking talk. i mean, she's one of those people. loud and aggressive but not brash, she's pretty funny and can do almost any accent effortlessly. she's like this with anyone, old people, kids, people she's never met. it's amazing really.

when i'm home i call her once or twice a day and she can go on for an hour plus. our relationship started by having a 9 hour phone conversation through the night. this happened multiple times. the first couple of months of our relationship we'd sit outside talking all night and having the best time. we never watched tv together or anything, it was great. this changed when i quit drinking so we couldn't just sit there, chat and smoke. it was too hard for me. 

i get so bored and frustrated with these phone conversations. i'm just not generally a phone person and i don't contribute much because she hates it when i go on about films, books or music. i just don't have any dramas going on in my life, i never really have. i even started inventing some just so i had something to say. i even started embellishing beefs i'd had with my parents just so i could make things a little more colourful, add a villain or two you know...

i still make those calls though and if i don't, for whatever reason, i miss them and her. 


ps. she loves films, music and books too but i'm nerd and if i mention "well the reviews were good/bad" or some variant of that she gets pissed and launches into a diatribe on how i should make my own opinion blah blah. i just like having an informed opinion. it interests me what other people think and how that may or may not differ from what i think.