I'm Happy again!

Hi guys. Remember this post (you should, it was the most recent one!) where I told you about my fight with Shakespeare? Well, he came by today and said he was sorry. The following is a conversation we had made up entirely of shouting through the door, because I wouldn't let him in:
S- Katie, it's me. I'm sorry, will you let me in?
K- No, go away!
S- I made you an apology cake. Please let me in!
K- What kind of cake is it? (I was actually considering letting him in at this point)
S- Vanilla! I'm sorry, I should let you live how you want!
K- No, go away!
S- Why?
K- I'm not letting you in. You took my internet!
S- You stole it back! Aren't we even?
K- No!
S- Again, WHY?
K- Because I love you and you made me sad!
S- I'm sorry, what can I do to show you that?
   Then I walked away and pouted on the couch. He let himself in with his key and put the apology cake in the kitchen and left. I looked at the cake and it had lots of edible flowers on it (Shakespeare's hobby is cake decorating). I realised that he was fantastic, so I called him and said I was sorry. Then he came over and I let him clean up my apartment. I was supervising.

So now I'm happy again! Please don't judge Shakespeare's neat freakiness, he doesn't do it on purpose.

Grrrrr...

Okay, so remember how Shakespeare was away? Well, he got back on Monday, and the reason I haven't blogged since then is because he told me I wasn't allowed to go on the internet until I cleaned up my apartment. This is the conversation that went down when he walked in to say hello.
S- Honey, I'm home!
K- *Excited*
S- You didn't clean up. :(
K- I meant to, but... POTTERMORE!
S- Really? I never ask you to do things for me, and this one time I wanted to come back from my holiday and see my girlfriend without being distracted by the mess, you're too busy.
K- You frequently ask me to do things! And this isn't your house!
S- Maybe I shouldn't visit then!
K- FINE!!! *Angry expression*
S- Alright. I'm not coming here again until you clean up! *Storms out of house, unplugs my internet connection and takes my modem*.
  So, now we're having a fight because he's a neat freak and I used my key to his house to get my modem back so that I can tell you guys what is going on and research stain removal. I'm really upset and SHAKESPEARE IF YOU'RE READING THIS, I'M STILL UPSET WITH YOU. That was too much capslock, I'm sorry. It probably hurt your eyes.

I haven't spoken to Shakespeare since then, and I'm sad. So I went onto I Can Has Cheezburger to cheer myself up and found these:

And they made me feel better, so I thought I'd share them with you. And then my cat gave me a hug because he could tell I was upset.

Ironing makes me want to explode!

HI EVERYONE! I'm procrastinating!

Shakespeare is visiting his family at their beach house (his parents don't like me) and he said that while he was gone, I should try to clean up my apartment.

He is coming back on Monday (2 days time) and I haven't done anything yet. My theory was that if I cleaned up too early, it would get messy again and he wouldn't believe I had done anything, so I left it. Now I have to clean up my apartment, do the washing and ironing, go to the supermarket and take a shower before he gets home (I don't think I've left the house in a week) so I have to come up with a method of doing this.

I know, I'll go to Pottermore and find out the appropriate spell!