9:41 p.m. - 2005-04-10
priorities
Ok, barely a week later and he's pissing me off again. He had to spend the night at his mom's last night to watch his lil sister. He told me he'd be home after taking Matt to work in the morning. I called him about noon to say I was feeling crappy and ask what he was up to. He said he was at his brother's house and that he'd be home in the afternoon. I said fine, I went shopping with my mom. About 6:30 I get a message saying he's staying for dinner so he'll be home a little later. It's 9:30 and he's still not fucking home. He said he's see me. How can he see me if I normally go to bed at 9:00?? I called him (and left a message since he pressed the goddamn fucking ignore button). I told him I was fucking sick of that and that he needed to get his ass home and come downstairs to say goodnight to me (if he didn't get home in the a.m knowing him).
So far this is the only day he's been an asshole. Although, I've been asking him, not nagging, to find a job. So this past Tuesday he registered with the Dept. of Labor. That was it. He has done nothing else. He hasn't even bothered calling the places he's previously applied at. I told him that we could hide from everyone that he was without a job, but only for a week. Now they're bugging me about when he's gonna work again and I have to lie! He's only got until late afternoon tomorrow (when the temp. agency typically calls him with his hours). Then everyone will be asking when he's working and he won't have anything to say! He's been doing nothing but sit on his ass all week when he could have been looking for a new job. When he needed to be looking for a new job. He has a negative number in his checking account and a low number in his savings. Where the hell does he think he's getting gas money? I don't have access to my money since my parents took a loan out on my account without fucking asking (!). I'm going clothes shopping with the money I'm getting back from taxes. What about the next time? Where am I gonna get the money? It's not like I just want to go shopping, I need clothes. He needs to straighten out his priorities.
Ugh.
