Sometimes a girl just doesn't know when to shut up. I had one margarita on Wednesday night. Remember that--just one. We ate at Taco Diner, maybe they make them stronger there or something.
Afterwards as we were cruising, we passed a cute neighborhood, and out of my mouth came: When is your lease up? Incredible innocently answered with, "June." Then I asked; "How much is your rent?"
"You'd save a lot of money if we lived together" WHAT THE F DID I JUST SAY? He chuckled. Then it got worse because I then broke it down for him: halving the bills, he's always at my place anyways, and the fact that he never is in town so why is he paying that much rent, cable bills, electricity bills, and DSL. He replied that he has never lived with a girlfriend before. Guess what? I never lived with a boy before. I kept on this for half an hour too long. I even broke down where we could live. I dropped it when we got back to my place. As I was falling asleep I thought I made a mistake in bringing it up and vowed never to drink another margarita from Taco Diner again, as well
Now, I always put up a good argument and know that in another life I was or am coming back as a lawyer. This time I think I went too far because this morning, I got an email from Incredible asking:
If we live together, would you want a house or an apartment?