Men suck. Or at least my husband does. He spends all his free time playing online poker (not for money, on facebook) or some sports game on the play station. I don't complain. As long as he spends some time with our kid I'm cool. I run the house. I cook dinner. Up until October (for over FIVE fucking years) I was the only one who worked full time. But now that I have found a hobby, a hoppy that make me incredibly happy...HE BITCHES CONSTANTLY. My hobby is reading/writing fanfiction related to Charlaine Harris' Southern Vampire Series. No I'm not saving the world, but atleast I am exercising my brain. Before we got married I used to paint, and write and go to concerts and protests and volunteer all the time. Now all I do is cook and clean and work and study and mother our boy. Now I love doing all those things, but I have to have more. I'm not June Cleaver. I need a life of my own. He won't let me on the computer all day, then bitches that I stay up all night. Well thank goodness he sleeps alot.
Sorry, rant over.