Friday, August 5, 2011

fml

Everything was fine. We spent the last few days relaxing, mike and nate slowly stopped hurting from that roofing job. Then Mike went out... He got home about 1:30 and i peeked out the window as he got out of the car. i knew he was pissed, cause the honda actually SQUEALED as he drove in. i told nate to leave the kitchen light on so he can see when he came home...my bad. "F***ing lights on, locking me out of my own house, etc." F this, BS that, F that MF this... yeah.  i cooked him chicken then went to bed. He came in the bedroom, angry, but venting not yelling. USUALLY its about Lena (his ex, the " fucking bitch cunt fucking whore--HIS words, NOT MINE). sometimes its cause he buys a girl drinks all night and gets nothing from her. And yes, he complains to me about this. What am i supposed to say? Sorry she didnt suck you off in your truck? Well, tonight he was buying this girl drinks and according to the reciept, she was a fish. over 70$! And mike found out too late he was buying drinks for her, her BOYFRIEND and her brother. Then it became my fault, because if i was with hom he wouldn't have bought drinks. (Not true.)

He hates the fact that groups scare me. I made this perfectly clear when we were first together. I adapted to the Performance, and Charley's, becasue they were never very full. Even the Home Plate, becasue we sit next to the door, but the Monkey? The Spunky monkey is a CLUB, not a bar, and definetly not a place for a 48 year old creepy dude to hang out buying 20 something girls drinks. The last 2 times that i went to the monkey with mike, he asked randoms strangers to lick my pussy. And Mike always comes home pissed because Jme, the karaoke host has bumped him in the rotation, or the girl he bought drinks for goes home with someone else.

When he's as drunk as he was , i dont dare speak up. He wants to go live in the mountians, but he wont because i wont go with him. Go! Build your shelter, or tent, or whatever. Maybe i'll follow; you did follow me to the tent in my mom front yard when the electricity was turned off. Because you spent the money i gave you gambling. Yeah, i'll be behind you...   For now i just listen to him vent. He hates me, he hates life, he hates paying rent, he hates Lena, he hates women in general. Well, we're not so endeared with you, buddy.

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