aydanstorm

ugh...I'm so frustrated right now. My husband is being ridiculous and ANYTIME he hears me typing he gets all pissy because he "caught" me talking to some guy on AIM the other day. Oh well. He can just deal with it. We're just friends. And if there was something I didn't want him to see I wouldn't tell him my passwords when he asks...even though he went and changed his password recently and refuses to tell me what it is. I just want it on principle. I don't go snooping around his things anymore. I admit there was a time when I did but I feel fairly sure he's not messing around on me. Frankly, he doesn't have the time or place. Besides......I blocked that bitch's number. bahahaha. Long story. Begins with him going off to be a stupid Marine and leaving me at home with a baby for 9 months (plus three months when I was pregnant), ends with me finding nekkid pictures of his "friend" on his phone upon my arrival at our new house. Niiiiiiiice. Anyway.

I trust him now so that's not an issue. The only issue I have is him looking on here, my myspace, my texts (God only knows why because I don't even keep my phone on me half the time because I ALWAYS lose it...so I'm obviously not that concerned with keeping in touch with anyone), checking my AIM history, getting on my characters on WoW, and probably checking my email, too. But wth talks on email anymore. *sigh* It's all getting a bit ridiculous...and I think he changed my AIM password because I couldn't log in yesterday but apparently he's a retard, too because all I had to do was reset it. blah. This is sooooo fucking stupid. Maybe if he paid a bit more attention to me instead of sleeping all the time or playing his fucking video games I wouldn't need online friends to keep me company. Or if his fucking friends (all females this time... )would stop inviting him out and not me just because I can't legally drink and SOMEONE has to watch the baby . They (they being his friend's...who just left for HIS new station...fiance, her mom, and her mom's friend) invited JUST him to go to New Orleans this weekend for Mardi Gras. Although, I really really really wanted to go and have been begging for weeks. Begging, because he said he didn't want to go into all the crowds and shit. Only to find out, he just doesn't want to go with ME...wanna know why...here's the bitch part...because I, OF COURSE, have to stay at home. Get back in the kitchen, bitch, is pretty much the response I've been getting ever since I got here.
This is getting really long but I need to talk about it! It's fucking pissing me right the fuck off. I mean, another shining example, it may seem stupid to you but whatever: we bought bikes so he could get to school. I told him he could buy his if I could buy one, too, and if he would ride with me at least once in a while. He totally agreed. Wanna know how many times we've ridden them together? Once...guess when we bought them? End of January. Every time I ask him he's either A) too tired, B) not feeling well, C) has PT (basically working out with his military unit), or D) hurt himself doing said PT. I think he gets hurt on purpose, honestly. Or else he's really careless and clumsy. I had to take him to the ER last month because of football. Last week, he was wrestling with his friend and his friend crushed his leg and fucked up his knee. Maybe he should stay away from contact/team sports. The game of football was fucking ULTIMATE football...aka...no contact supposedly. Only my husband could get hurt playing fucking football. Anyway...long story short. We never do anything together anymore. And if I ask to he gets so pissed off. SO FUCKING SORRY THAT I SIT AT HOME ALL DAY SO WHEN YOU'RE HOME TO I WANT TO DO SOMETHING TOGETHER. SO FUCKING SORRY THAT I FUCKING LOVE YOU, DAMNIT. Good, freaking, grief. I just feel like punching him in his stupid cute face and telling him to go find someone else or go back to the fucking barracks and leave us the fuck alone if we're so burdensome and annoying. And he gets mad because apparently I "can't" do anything by myself. so yeah fuck him. I didn't take care of our daughter for 12 months by myself or anything. Can you blame me for wanting to spend time with him now?
ok...I'm finally almost tired of bitching...wanna know what I have to say to him right now?



That is all.