Mar 26, 2009 02:51
Life is slightly more melancholy here in NY. Co-habitation, well, some days it's awesome, other days, it sucks ass. Like tonight... I'm usually in bed around this time, tossing and turning, staring at the ceiling and wondering if I'm ever going to not get the creepy feeling like I'm being watched, but no. Tonight I am out on the couch. Why? Because I'm a bitch and I'm not tired, so I don't feel like pretending to sleep while my boyfriend either snuggles, snores or sleeps. I'm not tired, I don't fucking want to go to bed. What else that sucks is having a part-time job, because, since he's a grad student and he does 16 hours of work a day, my 16 hours a week job can't be considered a job.
No, I moved in with the condition that I had to get a job, well I got one, and until I got one, I would do all of the chores (cooking, cleaning, laundry, etc) like this is the circa 1950s. Well I have a job and I'm still getting treated like June-fucking-Cleaver. I'm sick of it. So what do I do? Anyone who really knows me knows what I did. I bitched, I complained that it wasn't fair. And then he got mad because all I do it bitch. Well all he ever wants me to do is the fucking chores anymore!
I am NOT his fucking maid. I am not his mom! I am not going to clean up every little thing and pretend that it's my duty. FUCK that. That is why I am a feminist and that is why I am sleeping on the couch!