Not Having a Sexless Marriage

So another chapter of our lives soon begins. Tomorrow and/or Tuesday, Ninja and I are moving into our new apartment. We're living with an architect student, he's cool and all. I'm excited. I can't stand the apartment I am in right now - Bitch Roommate has banned us from using the stove and oven by removing the components because Messy Roommate2 screwed up the kitchen after I forgot to put back the components... you see, originally I was allowed to use it, with permission. Messy Roommate2 could not. It's a big long mess of a story, but mostly a thorn in my side. If I bid adieu to Bitch Roommate, it would only be through an act of numb thoughtfulness.

I'm getting a taste of a more adult life, working more at my job and being only part-time in college this year. Ninja is doing the same, and he's been working at his new job (hardware store, he looks good in his t-shirt haha) for a few weeks. I'm not sure how much I like it. He's not had so many hours at a job since we've been together (except when we were LD) so I barely see him, then he gets home tired and sweaty, we watch a movie with dinner, and he goes to bed.

Aside from some post-Birthday Sex (on the 24th I turned 22!) we haven't had any naked time. He's tired, it's been hot, so on and so forth. I miss sex. I masturbate too much. I didn't even get to packing 'til after noon today because... well, I didn't masturbate the WHOLE morning for crying out loud, but there was a good half hour I should have been doing something more productive.

He's sleeping now, wrapped up all cute in my big white quilt. This will hopefully be my last night here in this apartment... I hope so. I will go cuddle with him soon and snuggle through 'til the early morning when he must leave again to work. After the stress from this horrible place and my horrible roommates is gone, I think we'll get back to making babies, without making babies.