I am such a stubborn bitch.

[amezri]

He asked me if I wanted him to cook for me this morning. Erm. No. Because you don't care, remember? I tell him no, that I would get something for myself. He leaves.

I'm hungry, so I go into the kitchen to get breakfast. He's there, of course. It's not like he has a full time job or anything. So I get my milk & cereal and leave - I'm not staying there with him. I intended to just sit on the floor by the front door. He starts yelling at me to eat in the kitchen. Yeah. Whatever.

So I'm just sitting there and he starts screaming that I'm trying his patience. I tell him that I'm just sitting on the floor and not bothering anyone so what's the big deal? He storms over and asks why we need a kitchen. Yeah.. not sure what that has to do with anything. So I get up and say fine, I'm going outside. He asks me why I can't just go sit in the kitchen.

I tell him I don't want to be near him right now.

Thanks to my stubborn streak, I just spent the last 5 minutes outside freezing my ass off and choking down my breakfast. Erm. Go me.

Maybe I should have just stabbed him in the face with the spoon I had in my hand.

Comments

[alorarose.livejournal.com]

::hughug::

[urbanfae.livejournal.com]

*hugs* stabbing him in the face with a spoon would've been more fun, I'm sure.

[amezri.livejournal.com]

Would have been. Then I thought about having to clean blood off white tile and changed my mind.

[urbanfae.livejournal.com]

White tile? Good point. He's not worth all that work.

[buhfly.livejournal.com]

He's a textbook control freak. Feh.

[amezri.livejournal.com]

He is!!! My mom is sick, so she's lying down. He keeps barging in and telling her to get up and eat because he cooked. Erm.. sick people do not want half cooked fish and pasta.