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[switch842]

So, I promise I haven't been ignoring all of you. This is just the first time I've been able to get online since Thursday morning before I left for work. Our internet is out at home and since they've blocked all these sites at work, I can only get to them whe I relieve the receptionist on Friday's. All I have to say is, the internet better be fucking fixed when I get home or I will explode.

In addition to that, my laptop is all fucked up. I keep getting a "The AC Power Adapter cannot be determined" error every time I start it up. This happened before, I got a new adapter. IT'S STILL FUCKING HAPPENING!! When this happens, the battery doesn't charge and it sucks ass. What the fuck is going on?!?! Hubby thinks it has something to do with the battery. That it has finally gone bad and that's fucking things up somehow. I dunno.

And speaking of hubby.... I am so fucking pissed at him right now. Wednesday was Valentine's Day. It was? you say. Well, according to the calendar it was February 14th. Ya never would have known it if you'd come by our place. Now, hubby has said on many occassions he thinks V-Day is crock of shit. OK. Fine, I get that. I, however, am a silly, romantic girl that happens to kinda like Valentine's Day. I asked him last week if he wanted to do anything. Didn't really get a response. So, I suggested when we go grocery shopping how about we just get some steaks and I'll cook those along with the au gratin potato mix we have. Sure! That'll be great. OK. So, Wednesday comes. I get home and wait for him to call to let me know what train he'll be on. 6:00 he calls to let me know that he doesn't think he'll be get out before the 7:30 or 8:30 train. Excuse me? WTF? Have you forgotten what day it is?? I gently remind him of that, not really much of a response. Then I remind him of the steaks. Well. He'll be right on his way!! The steaks got him out. Not the idea of spending a romantic evening in with his lovely wife. Steaks. DId I get a card? Did I get any sort of cheesy trinket? Nope. Nothing, nada. May as well have been August 9th or something for all I know. Oh! And I actually set the table with candles and crap and turned on the one overhead light with the dimmer switch. To try and make it romantic. Yeah, he goes to turn on another BRIGHT light so he can see his food. That's real romatic. Fucker. I mean, I know he's not a romantic, but he knows I am. It's called COMPROMISE!! Give me something to work with here, man. Ass.

/rant

Comments

[amnellwyvern.livejournal.com]

Awww, poor Switch *hugs* You poor girl *more hugs* Stupid ass hubby!

[switch842.livejournal.com]

((HUGS)) Aww, thank you. *sniff*

[riverfox.livejournal.com]

Fucking git. He needs to read a few things about marriage and the art of compromise. It goes both ways, goddamnit. He may think V-Day is a crock of shit, but so the fuck what? You Don't. Get with the program, hubby!

*growls*

[riverfox.livejournal.com]

ps -- erm... bad Joy.

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{ hugs you }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

Want to put a spell on him? Make him step in dog shit on the way to work maybe? ;)

[switch842.livejournal.com]

((HUGS BACK))

Thank you. And thanks for the rant, too. :-D

Maybe a little dog shit wouldn't hurt.... ;-)

[riverfox.livejournal.com]

Or you could dish up his dinner in a dog bowl. *efg*

[switch842.livejournal.com]

LOL