the day james stops making me want to bash my head in. Its almost impressive how he can do this by not talking to me for a week or so, and then shooting off an email that is composed of like, one sentence. Its so little, yet so much! Im going to kill him for ruining what would otherwise be a very normal day.
Oh well, he'll be home soon and I can extract my revenge for a pound of flesh. Jesus, I think you have to be a special form of fucked up like we are to have somehow MORE of a dysfunctional relationship online than you do in person. And lets face it, it was pretty dysfunctional in person, as well.
AGH I WANT TO SCREAM