antiprincess

I have rage. I am so fucking pissed right now, and this is the best I can do. Write a fucking journal about it. I can't even be mad right.

First of all, I'm pissed at my husband, because it seems to me that lately he assumes that I'm a fucking mind reader, and if I don't act in the exact right way, or give the exact answer he wants, he gets attitude because, since I'm reading his mind, if I'm not doing the things he wants, it must be out of malevolence, right? I am so tired of attitude right now.

So I go to deal with my anger in my favorite, most effective way, which is to kill some shit on my PS2. So, I'm getting started, getting right in the swing of things, saving my game occasionally like any good gamer does, and my game freezes, for like the first time ever, and my saved game is fucking GONE . That was over 20 hours worth of play time. This does nothing to sooth my rage. I'm so mad, I even throw my controller, which is very unusual. But it's not satisfying enough, and I like that controller, and I look for something else to throw or break. But I can't find anything. I like my stuff the way it is, that's why I have it. Besides, even if I could find something, I can't damage the walls here, because we rent. So now I have all this rage and no outlet. I want to throw or punch or break things. Hulk angry. Hulk crush. Hulk destroy!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK. I hate
















































Mmm, that was kind of theraputic. Feel a little better now. A little.

P.S. Feel more better. Me and the boy kissed and made up. But my game is still gone, and that's really distressing to me.