Life in the Blender Family

Becky and Madeline came over again last night, this time because Kate was making lasagna. Thank God for Kate, I think she's the only thing keeping me from starving. For some reason I have not bought any food that is easy to prepare, which can create some problems. When they're with Becky and Madeline, all the women have started calling everything "fucking cute," which is pretty fucking annoying for me and, I'd imagine, fucking hilarious for them.

While I've never learned to grill steak, can't gut a fish, and permanently damaged my car's radio when I rewired it, there are some things that I'm required to do as the man of the house (surprisingly the roommates refuse to use this as a nickname). Things I have done recently: changing lightbulbs, openning jars, fixing Genna's bike, and many things that actually just require being tall. In return, there's always a hot meal and a cold Keith's waiting for me when I get home. Kate's so domestic.