Emily's Adventures in Wonderland

I am still incredibly irritraited. My blogs are still showing at the dumb web address, and the cool address still has my stuff on it, links to my picture and profile, yet has no blog. ARGH.

I am also irritraited with the guy behind me, you is chomping gum like a psychotic cow with fresh cud, and my boyfriend, who is a bit neurotic about getting a full 8 hours and won't let me sleep in on his couch ( let alone his big boy bed) on a week night when he has to go to work in the morning! Ee-GADS! What is wrong with the poor fellow? Who wouldn't want their girlfriend in bed with them? And if there are others like him out there, in Neorosis land, surely those people wouldn't have issue with loving girlfriend bunking down on the couch. Seriously now. Come on.

Him.

So apparently I, the loving girlfriend, will be bunking down at El Coucho Casa de Carmen. Whatever. But it irritaites me to no end that he:
1) Will not discuss it.
2) Threatens to take away some other perceived "privlige" eg: going to San Francisco for the day, just the two of us.
3) Get pissed.

If a relationship is give and take and compromises should be made most of the time, with other times where one perosn " wins" totally and other times the other, but bascially so it come sout even in the end, then why does he think he has an exemption?

You cannot function without a full eight hours. I cannot stand driving 40 extra miles round trip to return home and leave again the next morning, to sit in traffic all day and loose a whole day of my weekend. Therefore, it must be had that You sleep eight hours while I leave for Sacramento Thursday night, instead of Friday afternoon.

The solution?
a) You leave the door unlocked, I sleep on the couch.
b) You give me a key, you keep the door locked, I let myself in and sleep on the couch.
c) I sleep on your porch until you get up and let me in.
d) I sleep in my car until you get up and let me in.
e) I bang on your front door and screen until you get up and let me in.
f) I bang on Carmen's door until she lets me in.
g) I get a room.
h) I wake you up and tell you to fuck yourself. Then I snuggle you all night long to piss you off and drive you nuts.

This is it. You have a requiremnt, I have a requirement, now let's meet halfway. All you want is to get 8 hours, all I want is somewhere to lay my head from 4am-8am.

What's so difficult and aggravating about that? And why wouldn't you believe me? Have I EVER not kept my word? No. Never. You have to learn to trust sometimes