I have this weird thing where I get jealous of my partner's sexual history. I remind myself of a douchey-dude from Lifetime or something.
I gotta' reign that shit in.

Today is beautiful.

Last night we went on a bicycle ride and that was beautiful too. I drew a picture of it in our moleskine. I'm getting better at drawing bikes, which is good because I'm going to draw like a million more probably.

We're happy and it's ridiculous.