Time to vent...

Sir: Yeah I am...and I'm in no mood to deal with you freaking out because all of a sudden all of this dropped itself on your plate.

How about this...

You fucking caused, you fucking deal with it.  I go from, having to handle shit to suddenly my cousin is in the hospital, I'm getting all of that shit put together when suddenly you decide to drop the bomb of " Go buy me the truck." Could you have waited until tomorrow? or Monday... or something instead of deciding to pile it on?

All of a sudden I went from, here go buy stocks, to your cousin is in the hoistal to , go buy me a fucking car.

You tell me why I would be freaking out? why all of a sudden I have a ton of shit dropped on your plate.

I'm already pissed off becuase I can't spend as much time as I would like talking with you this morning, to throw all of that on top of it, you were ASKING for me to freak out.  And if you couldn't see that, well then you see it now.

I know you are irritated becuase I had to leave, but that doesn't give you the right to pile more shit on me jsut because you were upset. 

I could have handled the rest of it, but you add the go buy me a car ontop of everything, and my mind goes "WTF? Insurance, plates? I can't do that in a day. Especially not tomorrow when I have to be in Storrs for rehersal by 4.  It doesn't happen that way. 

I know you weren't thinking because you're upset, and I wans't thinking straight becuase I'm getting stubborn and irritated becuase im not going to get time with you either.  I was jsut trying to explain myself, and your best course of action was to jsut leave me alone becuase you don't want to deal with me. 


*SCREAMS*

I love you, and right now, you just make me want to cry becuase you're running from me. 

♥Always♥
Your wench