I adore them, but they have GOT to go.
My house is a mess.
I have a headache.
I'm tired of hearing my name.
It's not even my real name, for crap's sake.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
I'm sooooo over it.
I adore them, but they have GOT to go.
My house is a mess.
I have a headache.
I'm tired of hearing my name.
It's not even my real name, for crap's sake.
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The most under-appreciated job in the world (which BTW is not even considered a "real" job), add to that a narcissistic male chauvinist pig who comes home at night,(if it's not poker night, or golf night, or televised sports game night, or bang some barely-legal chick night)no one to socialize with that isn't wiping shit all over your house, talking shit behind your back, or stabbing a knife in it; church (patriarchal bullshit where men pat themselves on the back for all their great successes that they wouldn't have been able to achieve had we not been wiping their asses for them)
So we get TIRED and BORED and BURNED OUT, and then we're trashed for that too...
Do we REALLY have it better in the 21st century??? Fuck being a housewife, I wanna PARTY!!!!
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