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I'm feeling better this morning. Not completely 100% but getting there. I thought I had to work at 9am today but it turns out I don't work till 10:00 so I think after this I may go back for a little nappy :)
We had a little blow up last night here at the apartment, Adam and I and Trevor.
Trevor and Joey (his new bf). They've been going out for less than a month and he's already moved in. Don't even get me started on that one. But they had went out last night and when they got home I was in their room chatting to them. I went into the kitchen to get something to drink and went back to chat when Trevor storms in all huffy and puffy.
Me-What's wrong?
Trev-Everything.
Me-Well, what's wrong?
Trev-Everything!
Me-Well, everything covers a lot of things darlin. Care to be more specific?
And then he starts going off yelling about glasses that have been broken (3) and how he never breaks anything and how his shit always seems to get broken. Well, darlin, why don't you look to your dog who is the one that does all the destroying because she's a disobedient little pup and chews up everything in sight. And I know how much those glasses cost cause I work at the same store as him. When I offered to pay the $3.00 a glass, he only got more pissed.
And I get accused of talking about him behind his back to his boyfriend earlier that day when Joey, Patrick and I were hanging out. Well, get your story straight. Joey asked ME about him. NOT the other way around. You should look at it like 2 or your best friends being nice enough to be honest with your boyfriend and not shooting him shit like everyone else seems to be doing. Don't get mad at me because your boyfriend left that part out. That shut him up on that part.
And then he has the audacity to say that I am unappreciative of what he's done for me. Okay, whatever. I cleaned your house daily, trained your fucking dog and had dinner on the table everyday waiting for you when you got home from work. His bf doesn't have a job right now like I did and apparently is bitching about having to do all this shit. Well, fuck off. I was Trevor's little slave for a month before I found a job. Just because your sucking his dick doesn't mean you get preferential treatment. Joey is not paying rent and is eating both Adam's and mine portion of the groceries. So yeah, you can fucking clean up after us and not bitch about it. Suck it up princess. Buck up buttercup.
I actually started yelling back last night. And anyone that knows me knows that I don't really loose my temper very easily, but I lost it big time last night. I had to walk away (with a nice dramatic door slam) or else I was going to punch him in the nose.
We're having a little chat later tonight at some point.
Oh yes...definitely a little chat.
We had a little blow up last night here at the apartment, Adam and I and Trevor.
Trevor and Joey (his new bf). They've been going out for less than a month and he's already moved in. Don't even get me started on that one. But they had went out last night and when they got home I was in their room chatting to them. I went into the kitchen to get something to drink and went back to chat when Trevor storms in all huffy and puffy.
Me-What's wrong?
Trev-Everything.
Me-Well, what's wrong?
Trev-Everything!
Me-Well, everything covers a lot of things darlin. Care to be more specific?
And then he starts going off yelling about glasses that have been broken (3) and how he never breaks anything and how his shit always seems to get broken. Well, darlin, why don't you look to your dog who is the one that does all the destroying because she's a disobedient little pup and chews up everything in sight. And I know how much those glasses cost cause I work at the same store as him. When I offered to pay the $3.00 a glass, he only got more pissed.
And I get accused of talking about him behind his back to his boyfriend earlier that day when Joey, Patrick and I were hanging out. Well, get your story straight. Joey asked ME about him. NOT the other way around. You should look at it like 2 or your best friends being nice enough to be honest with your boyfriend and not shooting him shit like everyone else seems to be doing. Don't get mad at me because your boyfriend left that part out. That shut him up on that part.
And then he has the audacity to say that I am unappreciative of what he's done for me. Okay, whatever. I cleaned your house daily, trained your fucking dog and had dinner on the table everyday waiting for you when you got home from work. His bf doesn't have a job right now like I did and apparently is bitching about having to do all this shit. Well, fuck off. I was Trevor's little slave for a month before I found a job. Just because your sucking his dick doesn't mean you get preferential treatment. Joey is not paying rent and is eating both Adam's and mine portion of the groceries. So yeah, you can fucking clean up after us and not bitch about it. Suck it up princess. Buck up buttercup.
I actually started yelling back last night. And anyone that knows me knows that I don't really loose my temper very easily, but I lost it big time last night. I had to walk away (with a nice dramatic door slam) or else I was going to punch him in the nose.
We're having a little chat later tonight at some point.
Oh yes...definitely a little chat.