Friday, March 27, 2009

Mark's being a dick. I already don't want to go to the eye doctor tomorrow, and I'm already leaning towards not wanting to go with him on his family trip on Saturday, but I tried to make peace with him and the idea of it by asking to see the website he's working on - and instead of meeting me half and offering something constructive he's being a dick.

I've had such a wretched day. And I was telling how much it sucks not having a phone and he asked me why I didn't get up before he went to work on Thursday so we could go to get the phone fixed then. First of all, I wasn't able to get to sleep until very late in the morning. Secondly, when I did wake up I was sick. I couldn't have gone yesterday morning, and Mark never suggested this before - so what was the point of bringing it up now when that can't be changed? Why couldn't he have just sympathised with me and then reassured me that we can probably get it fixed on Sunday?

My head hurts so fucking bad.

   posted by Bald Jason at 01:19 AM
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