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Monday, July 10, 2006

General pissiness

I am going to just address this to all men, specifically my husband.

I love you. I really do. However, if you don't stop with the ridiculous passive-agressive bullshit and pouting and saying you will do things and then getting pissed off when I ask about them and being a general dick when you have to do something when you are good and fucking ready, I swear go GOD that I will start drugging your damn food to put you in a constantly good mood. You make it impossible to be around you. You pout with your lower lip stuck out like a damn child and when I am quiet and then stay away from you, you go "What's your problem?"

ARE YOU KIDDING?

Just stop it. I am tired of having to tippy toe around you when you decide to be in a bad mood. Everyone is entitled to a bad day but stop taking your shit out on me.

Here is something else. I put up with a LOT. I am not trying to be a martyr but if you would open your eyes for 2 fucking seconds, you'd realize that. If I ask you to take a fucking walk with me, don't say maybe or I don't know or here is my favorite, get pissed the fuck off just because I asked. Don't promise me that you will go with me and then never fucking go.

I am so tired of this. You are home a total of never since you work so much. When you are here, then be fucking pleasant or I will bludgeon you in your sleep.

Elizabeth at 12:26 PM

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at 1:12 PM Blogger Jennifer said...

Is it wrong that I just copied this to ang on my fridge??? SO TRUE! It's like you read my mind

 
at 1:49 PM Blogger Erin said...

Yikes! I will remember to never piss you off.

 
at 1:57 PM Blogger Shell said...

I always tell my boyfriend "You know you sleep like a log...you'd never hear me get the gun out or even hear me flip the safety off...".

Men can get a little self centered sometimes. My Dad seems a little like your hubby. What I do is just start the project, make a LOT of noise and talk out loud to myself like "maybe I SHOULDN'T have done that" or "hey...where's so and so tool". That drives my Dad BONKERS. Then he gets off his lazy ass to help.

The Boyfriend can be bribed like a child though. I usually start off with "can you fix this" and end it with "I bet we need some special tool for it though" and then he's all over it in the hopes he has to go get said tool.

And no rain...yet...just nasty clouds.

 
at 2:14 PM Blogger Jennifer said...

So true! I agree with all points.

 
at 3:43 PM Blogger Lori said...

I am so with you on this, especially now after 24+ hours of not speaking to one another.

The video did make me laugh. I think we can safely say that they ain't no Harajuku Girls. Can we say 2 left feet?

 
at 3:46 PM Blogger Carrie said...

Yet another reason to be glad I'm currently single. No dealing with men's poutiness. I hate the man pout. :)

 
at 4:56 PM Blogger Nicole said...

Men are such babies... :)

 
at 5:06 PM Blogger Mama C said...

Oh boy! Come on and join the living. Sorry he doesn't want to be your friend when he is home. That must suck.

 
at 6:57 PM Blogger Sea_creature said...

Great idea, Jennifer. I think I'll do that, too. And BULLET POINT it. I've got the same shit going on at my house. It's work work work work work and then moody moody mooooooooody when he IS home. The denial is the best, too. *rolling eyes*

 
at 8:21 PM Blogger Bart said...

Since I am the first man to comment let me say "I am not guilty of anything by gender association... but just to cover my butt I swear I didn't mean to nor will I let it happen again. You were right and I was wrong. By the way... your hair looks great, and your ass looks sexy in those jeans! Have you lost some weight?"

 
at 8:36 PM Blogger Tammy said...

Do you secretly live in my house?

If I hear "in a minute" one more fucking time, I might explode.

Oh, and when I keep "reminding" I suddenly turn into "nails on a chalboard."

Sorry. Was this your rant or mine?

 
at 10:06 PM Blogger JD's Rose said...

Before you get to bludgeoning, have you warned him that you are going to bludgeon him. I think that it is only fair if death is inevitable.

Good Luck Hun.

xxx

 
at 10:37 PM Blogger Kami said...

I'm sorry, but your posts like this make me love you even more.

 
at 11:20 PM Blogger Lori said...

Oh BART? Can you please reprogram the guy at my house? Although he does like may ass no matter what size, so maybe that's a plus.

 
at 10:50 AM Blogger ThirtyTen said...

LMFAO!!! Hubs has been on his period this week. If he doesn't straighten his ass up, I'm sending him to your house so you can straighten him out!!

 
at 11:24 AM Blogger The Kept Woman said...

Sing it sister.

My favorite is when Sugar Daddy says, "Well fine, I guess I'm just not good enough for..." when I give him constructive criticsm.

Men.

 
at 11:43 AM Blogger Pissy Britches said...

You go girl.
Tell him like it is.

 
at 11:25 PM Blogger Lainey said...

Take it from a 'seasoned woman',
they never change, just gets worse.
I kicked my ass**** to the curb and got a sweet little doxie puppy, named him Elvis! He can't change a light bulb, but he's in a good mood all the time and never talks back!

I still like men, just don't want one living with me!

 

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