So now I'm sitting on the second computer on the verge of tears again. Why? Because I've just been yelled at because I was listening to my walkman. Well, not really yelled at but I came out of the bedroom and I was all talking to hubbster and he's like ignoring me and I'm like "What's up?" and he's like "The next time you have your headphones on DON'T expect conversation with me". I'm like "WTF? Were you talking to me when I had the music on? I didn't know". So, I just made my "Mmmm" sound and he got madder. "Yeah, you can say mmm all you want but you don't know how aggravating it is to keep repeating the same things four or five times to someone who has their headphones on". *Sigh*, I didn't even argue with him...I just silenced myself. He just doesn't understand and I can't even explain it to him that I NEED to have the music in my ears. I need to feel the music in my soul. It's the only thing I have to get through my problems right now.
What sucks so bad about everything is that the one thing that's tearing me apart is the one thing I can't talk to my husband/best friend about. It's like I have no one. I mean sure I have my internet friends who I am not knocking, but sometimes you need someone who is tangible. Someone who you can look right in the face and talk to. Someone who can extend a real arm out to you and hold you while you break down or something, ya know. That is one thing that I have not had since I've been in this god aweful county.
So much for the whining. My plans for today are going to the gym and then we're just gonna chill I guess. He only has today off, then next Sunday so we have to get the most out of today. I slept on the freaking floor last night and listened to music the whole time I was sleep. We decided to camp out in the living room now I feel like crap. Oh yeah, forgot to mention I discovered mousse! Lately the baby's hair has been kinda haggardly and we've been argueing about whether to cut it or not. Well, I finally came up with the brainstorm that "Hey, he's half white. He's got that "white people hair". Mousse might work for him". So I slapped some mousse on his hair and brushed it back. Tight shiny sexy curls all around his head! His do was tight! It looked like a professional do, yo! Mousse is the bomb!Click here to vote and keep my site up:
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