just call me stupid bitch in the morning baby….

Alright, so it wasn’t a banner weekend and it hasn’t been a great week either.

I had to work on saturday which wasn’t bad in fact I kind of enjoyed it because I got to work with the co worker that actually helps out.  Then Chris came to pick me up and had this great idea that we should go to Rent a center and try to get a new computer.  I didn’t really want to because you end up paying way more than the damn thing is worth.  Why not just save up the money and buy it?  But, he was in one of his "wonderful" mood so I decided it would be better just to go along with it instead of getting screamed at.  So we got there and it’s close to their closing time so no one really wanted to help us which was annoying and after 20 minutes of standing there with the application I was getting pissed off so I left.  Chris was apologizing because they were assholes.  I wasn’t mad at him but apparently he felt bad. 

So we got over that stupidity and the night was alright.  Then sunday came and I could just tell that he had woken up in a bad mood.  Fuck.  Fuck.  Fuck.  Never a good sign.  So I fixed his coffee and got his cereal thinking that it would brighten his day a bit.  No.  Then was watching some stupid ass racing shit and that still didn’t do it.  So I came into the office to just do bills and what not thinking that maybe he would fall asleep and then wake up in a better mood.  Never happened.  So, I went back in the bedroom and he was all wanting to cuddle so I thought oh good he’s in a better mood now.  So yeah I gave it up.  Got in the shower, left it on for him and he got in.  We were headed over to my sisters for a super bowl party.  I was talking to him while he was in the shower.  He said he needed to stop and get some cigs before we went over and I was like oh ok, well we can get the money orders while we’re at the gas station then….apparently that was a bad idea and I’m not sure how we got there, but all of the sudden I was a stupid bitch, and a fat bitch, and a dumbass who never listens…I just thought we’d get everything out of the way while we were there.  Guess not.  Never got an apology for that.

So we went over to my sisters and I tried to have a good time, but it was still bothering me.  Oh well.  Got home after and ready for bed.  That was that.  Monday morning was just fucking wonderful.  Apparently the local kiddie fuckers around here have a great idea of shooting out your window with bb’s.  So they did sunday night, which made chris have to call and tell his new boss that he’d be late.  I admit I was a bit mad, because I don’t want him to lose this job like he did his last.  He would always call in at his last job, he makes me nervous.  So he was like what do you want me to do drive with no window?  I said no because it was too cold, but I just don’t want you to make a habit out of calling in.  Well, that pissed him off and then the slew of naming calling began.  It was wonderful, I didn’t even know he had that many words in his vocabulary.  Then he calms down after about 15 minutes and I’m just sitting there like WTF?? Because I’ve made a really big effort not to call him names…it’s just not right.  Makes the other person feel terrible.  So for the past couple of months I’ve been holding in the "assholes", the "stupids", the "dickheads", let me tell ya, I felt like I was going to fucking explode!!!  Again, no apology.  He goes off to get a peice of plastic from lowes and that’s that. 

Well my stomach has been fucked for awhile now.  But it’s new trick now is to burn constantly.  It’s great.  I’ve tried tums, maalox, milk, ice cream, soda water…anything.  Not working.  To be honest I’m a little concerned at this point.  I’ve always had heartburn of some kind especially when I’m upset, but this isn’t heart burn.  Everytime I eat it gets worse and if I don’t eat it still burns.  So, fuck it. 

Ok, I’m out~