Grr Arg

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.