Monday, January 23, 2012
All I want to do right now, is crawl in my bed and catch up with all my recorded tv shows....
before the husband deletes them all.
Hes a weiner that way......
God forbid, that the memory on the DVR is lower than 50%
(keep in mind that the man does not watch TV, unless its basketball or football)
If the memory is lower than 50%, he starts bitching, and moaning, and deleting.........with no regards to who is recording.
(ME, since the damn thing is in the bedroom....so obviously, if hes not recording it, then I must be)
Him: why the fuck is there never any room to record on this shit?
Me: what would you like to record?
Him: Nothing, but if I did, there wouldnt be any room.
Me: when you want to record something, let me know, and Ill make sure theres room
Him: Make room now...
Me: bite me bitch
Him: DVR whore
Me: fuck you
Him: Im deleting all your fucking shows right now.
Me: do it, and you better start running.
Him: Its my DVR, I pay the cable bill, and Im deleting all this shit
Me: do it, and DIE!!!
when we fight, I am always the first to pull out the bad words....
I cannot help myself...
try as I might to keep our fights within reason, and without name calling....
I cannot do it.
I go from 0 to 60, in a few seconds.
And he thinks its funny......
he laughs at me....(pissing me off even more)
"why do you have to talk that way?"
"because cursing makes me feel better, yelling soothes my soul, and arguing kinda turns me on".....
Im wicked that way.