i'm strung out. tired of seeing him. tired of talking to him. just tired.
I get pestered constantly ... on anything, on everything.
[hubby & me did not join their night out. we were both stressed out and just wanted to stay back.]
bbw: So what did you guys end up doing last night?
me: nothing special. dinner at home. [some peace and quiet for ourselves]
bbw: so what were u guys too busy with to not be able to attend last night?
me: secret [we just want a quiet dinner!]
bbw: secret, secret ... it was good fun. Michael, Naoko, and She came along as well. Ganda ng ring ni Jee. DFO/Birkenhead Point shopping tayo dalawa Saturday morning?
me: [no, why don't you ask your gf to go with you]
[when im cleaning, tidying up the unit]
bbw: why do you need to clean that? It will only get dirtied anyway.
[when im in front of the computer]
bbw: what are you doing? [then read out loud whatever is in front of me]
[about cooking]
bbw: i told my 2chiak you are using maggi and he said it's not good.
I get 'punished' for minor inconveniences.
- punishments meted out by BBW:
me ~ 5 minutes late in meeting time = get thrown around inside the car by his rough driving. - me ~ not able to handle his car door properly when i exited (car door was scratched) = insist rudely and endlessly in front of other people that i need to pay for the repairs for the (invisible) scratch
As a resolve, stay away far from him to avoid offending him. refuse him by being direct and blunt.
Today's Highs
Having dinner out with Greg ~ just me and him ...
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