Ugh, it turns me into a vengeful bitch. We were supposed to go to my favorite place in the entire world today, this hidden waterfall out off the river. It's been raining recently, so the river will actually have water and hopefully the fall will be of a decent size. I haven't been there in 3 years and I was soooo excited, waited all day, then Daniel decided to be bipolar today and refuse to get up because I guess we didn't have his cigarettes and shit for him on a pedestal like he's some kind of fucking king. Sorry, but I'm nice enough to PAY to support the fucking addiction, your lazy ass should at least do enough work to get up and come along to pick them up. So he's being an ultra douchebag and me and our roommate were going to go to the grocery store and to get sodas and stuff and he pretty much told us to fuck off, that he'd walk. So now I'm really REALLY pissed off and all I want to do is ruin his night the way he ruined my day. I want to hurt his feelings, I wish assault weren't illegal, cuz I really want to give him a good socking over it. But the rational part of me is still whispering barely and is disappointed that I let being disappointed and angry turn me into such a bitch. I know I won't feel this way tomorrow, but dammit, he made me SO mad and now I'm just stewing.
so what exactly did you do wrong here other than get annoyed because he was acting like a little bitch?
Nothing, he's bipolar, so I get to deal with these, "I'm going to act like I'm a 6 year old" episodes usually about once every 6 weeks. Not frequent, but annoying as shit. He's seriously acting like a child. Pretty sure he just expected cigarettes when he woke up and when they weren't right fucking there, he decided to piss and moan like a little kid who didn't get his candy. Fucking hell...
I consider it even with my obsessive meltdowns. You give a little, you take a little. I can be frigging psychotic sometimes. Luckily the weed keeps that monster at bay most the time.
I think that's what he was doing for awhile...I didn't check the ashtray in the bedroom, but it wouldn't surprise me.
It happens... heh. I hate being mad, and it's annoying when other people are too. From what I heard your IQ actually drops when you are angry.
Well, I was promised a trip to the river tomorrow. Which isn't as good, because it's Friday of Labor Day weekend, so the rednecks will be moving in to camp tomorrow, but luckily, the waterfall is kind of a secret that not a ton of people know about, so I don't really have to worry about dumb rednecks trying to blow various body parts off where we'll be, lol.
There is this spot that I used to go to all the time next to the river about ten miles from my house. I love it there, but I only get to go during the day now because all summer these rednecks have been camping there every night when the weather is nice. They act like complete idiots. 3 out of the 4 times when I drive by to see if anyone is there, they are all in the van watching movies anyways. I don't get it. Just stay home if you are gonna watch movies and let other people enjoy the nature.
Because I live in one of the driest regions in the world there are really only 2 waterfalls the whole state and EVERYONE knows about them. Going to see them is like hanging out in a waterfall museum with a bunch of school students and old people on greyhound tours. You are very lucky to have such special places.
Apparently there are a few small waterfalls around the lake and river, you just gotta know where you're going. That waterfall's no secret or anything, I think the fact that it's covered in poison ivy really contributes to the lack of visitors. We know how to get around it, though.
Sometimes it really sucks that you can't help who you love... But, even with their flaws, loving them means more than anything else. I'm sorry he was a jerk, but if you can deal with his bipolar disorder and still love him endlessly in spite of it, that really attests to your love AND your character.