First RANT of 2011
...And I feel I'm entitled...
First off, I'd just like to say, where the computer is, there's a small trash can next to it. And as I'm typing this I'm either smelling a really nasty gym sock, or someone picked up dog shit and didn't bother to flush it, but rather, stuck it in the can right next to me.
OK.. back to the point... Got my period. F U C K ! ! ! ! ! !
So I'm not only cranky about not being preggo, I'm hormonal cause I'm on the rag, I'm smelling really nasty feet OR dog shit.. but then Dan has to go treating me like a kid about not getting my fucking classes on the same day. THANNN he goes all baby what's wrong on me.
Uhh let's see we've been trying for 4 months with no luck, it's the first day of my period after thinking maybe we WERE preggo.. and now, after I told him when I sched. my classes you wanna be frustrated that I have to go 5 days a week and be there by 10AM..???
It's me, I know it's me. What he's saying can be taken in two ways, the bad way, and the good / neutral way. I KNOW I'm taking this the bad way and I even told him that. So that's that. Plus.. Been sober for 6 days after drinking every day for the past 5 years. (MAYBEEEE that has something to do with me not getting preggo and me being uber grumpy tonight. Just saying....)
Gotta get away from this damn smell.. Goodnight.
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