*grumbles* apparently, when I'm tired, I'm not 'allowed' to drive home so I can get some sleep. I'm not nocturnal ffs, I need sleep. And a lot of it.
Chel, on the other hand, doesn't. So, last night, I couldn't sleep cos she was awake, had the light and fan on and was watching Bones on her laptop.
I couldn't get to sleep so I got up, started throwing all my stuff in my bag and was gonna head home to sleep.
But Chel wouldn't let me. Said I was too tired to drive.
Dude, seriously... remember all those tours we've done? I'm the only driver. There've been days when I've had no sleep for like 2 days and I still drive us around.
I'm perfectly capable of driving exhausted, y'know?
So, she went downstairs and left me... and left me feeling like utter shite for kicking her out of her fucking room :(
She says I didn't, that she wouldn't have gone downstairs if she didn't want to.
But that's not the fucking point.
*sits and has a little cry whilst feeling like utter shit*
And then people wonder why the pair of us don't want to live together?
LOL
*grumbles some more*
Not really in the mood for it but... *shrugs*
*wibbles to self despite foul mood*