I fucking hate wow!
I've been a pretty understanding girl when it comes to a man and his gaming. In fact... I'll jump in and play too sometimes (I don't play wow). Although its so draining to hear wow-speak or anything wow related when I'm out with friends or just in a group full of gamer guys.
I'm tired of waiting for Ron and he finishes his raids and gets uber gear. Today, I ask him "when are you guys finishing?" and he says "oh, we're almost done." and so... 45 mins later he's done and I finally get to spend any time w/ him. This is good right? Yeah it was great until he decides to go to sleep 15 mins later. This includes their crack card game and any other gaming that pushes me time away.
Then when he wakes up to go to work i ask him to help me move the table. i asked him earlier in the day. I'd do it my self though i have sinus headaches when i move. Then he says "your just like your dad asking people to move stuff when they are about to leave"
I'm so hurt...i just told him to leave and go to work. I'm seriously having some kinda mental/emotional breakdown.