Moving in with your boyfriend totally opens your eyes to what makes them tick, what their lives without you consist of. I mean, my boyfriend is so obsessed with his DVD recorder, he won’t let me go anywhere near it. If I so much as hold a cup of tea next to it, he starts twitching. I didn’t even know what a DVD recorder was. It records DVDs? Oh, he’s told me. It records from analogue, which apparently is the ‘real’ name for what we used to have before digital (before digital? My memory goes as far back as last week) which means he can – oh wait for the excitement – make DVDs out of all is old videos. Whoop!
He is so cute, he even records stuff for me off the cable TV if there’s something I really want to watch but can’t if I’m out or at work, which is just so sweet cos I’m just way too lazy to bother with stuff like that. But he does it and seems to get some kind of kick out of it, so I let him. As long as he loves me more than the DVD recorder, I’m happy!