I hope you fall off your high horse

I’m feeling a bit emotion today. It doesn’t help that I’m listening to Jewel. Her earlier stuff always moves me.
 
Linda woke me up at 4:30 AM this morning to fight with me about how much of the bed I was using. Are you kidding me? I woke up to her bitching about my leg being rudely draped across the bed. I had no words. I groggily got up and went to bathroom to relieve myself. Staggering back to bed, I could barely make out in the din that she was stretched across the whole bed. Tired, I put my hand on her leg to judge how much room I had to squeeze onto the corner of the bed so that I could get some sleep before having to get up for work.
 
As I touched her leg she launched into another bitch session about how that’s how I was sleeping. Fine, I won’t sleep with you, I thought to myself. I quietly grabbed my pillow and went upstairs to the spare room to finish off my night’s sleep. That should be the end of it, right? Wrong. Two minutes later she prodded upstairs after me, bitching at me more about my bed usage. Girl, you need some serious help. I screamed at her to leave me alone and let me sleep. She needs to seriously grow the fuck up.
 
Earlier in the day yesterday she talked about us going out tonight after I got home from work today. I am seriously reconsidering. I simply am not in the mood to do ANYTHING with her today. You want something from me, don’t start a fucking fight with me…over NOTHING…in the middle of the night…waking me from the sound sleep…bitch. Fuck you and the high horse you road in on.

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