@$%& THIS

So evidently I’m not allowed to not want to do anything the day after somebody cut into the side of my face.  My dear husband thinks that it is absolutely necessary that I be willing to pack some clothes and go sit in a car for 4 hours so that we can go visit that drama club of a family of his.  And when I told him I really don’t want to go today, he through a hissy fit like a  teenager and left.  Whatever.  I could really care less.  I even offered to just stay home and he can go do as he pleases.  To which he responded, not so you can just invite anybody that you want over.  Yeah… because every chance that I get I have a huge orgy planned for when he’s not around.  Didn’t y’all know that I’m the whore of all whores.

He really REALLY is a selfish bastard.  Remind me to never do the marriage thing again.  EVER.  If this one shouldn’t make it that is.  Some days I really do wonder if it will.

I’ll be the one to give in though, so it looks like drama-in-laws are in my very near future.  I shall use this to my advantage though.  I will hold it over his head and he will wait on me hand and foot.  My throat hurts, my ear of course feels GREAT, and my neck is all out of whack because of the odd position I had to lay in so as not to lay on my GREAT feeling ear.

I’m pissed.