Is it Wrong to Be Angry?
Temperament: Irritated
Record: "JING-Girl" by Scudelia Electro

So I'm going to start this blog off slowly and recap on something that happened the other day and then I'm going to get to the heart of the title.

So Quita and I are slowly moving books and other things into storage. The best part is that we finally got our storage unit yesterday for $1. Oh yeah you heard me 50 cents a piece. The scene played out something like, I was sitting on my living room floor simply playing my video game for completion tasks and not for advancement when my roommate called from her room. She says to me "I found a storage unit for a dollar." To which I cock my head to the side, pause my game and answer the lovely Quita with "I've got 50 cents in my pocket!" The lady who gave us the space was particularly nice. She stayed almost 2 hours after they had closed to give us the space and she gave us a lock for free charming lady.

Anyway, as many of you know, but few of you care, I'm in some silly shadowy, shell of a relationship with one Kurt Stubenvoll. Mostly it consists of me issuing orders and him doing. Some times we have a nice afternoon but really it's a lot of fighting and cursing. Silly thing says he loves me but I have some serious doubts. Now this will take some background. As I said, the relationship is mostly me issuing orders and him doing it. This is not without it's complications sometimes but in anycase...his roommate, one Alex Rehn--super Jesus freak, woman hating minoritity hating BRAZILIAN (oh yeah makes so much sense I know) "open-minded" jack ass doesn't like me very much. Now I don't blame him, any good friend would definately try and get their friend out of such a relationship as soon as possible. But don't be fooled Kurt is no angel and while I'm pretty cold and you'll-do-what-I-say-or-you'll-just-leave with my attitudes he is more fiery and you're-such-a-bitch-fuck-you-you're-too-unreasonable, but while my dictatorship remains behind closed doors he tries to exercise dominace in public and in front of his friends to which I laugh at and leave him there with the words in his mouth.Totally disfucntional and ridiculous.

Now here's the thing...if the boy returns for the abuse tomorrow than the only thing I can do is oblige him and it's really none of Alex's concern. Now here's the beauty of the situation, he hates me because he says I treat like a dog (and I don't argue that I don't--I mean I told the boy I really don't care about him and that I see no future for us and that I'm just killing time) but none the less he's not above asking me for favors. I've driven him places, bought him things he needed, got him a Christmas gift, and whenever he can't find Kurt he calls my phones and at all no hours to say the least. Tonight thought that is all coming to an end.

Now I know I'm a bad person and I don't argue the point but there's something to be said about civility. I don't deal with non-civil people well. I will sit and listen to anyone's opinion no matter how far out it is and how fucking antiwoman it is or anti anyone that isn't Baptist to the extreme (in case anyone is lost this is Alex I'm talking about) but I obviously don't get the same courtesy. Alex is the type of person who will have nothing to do with you if you can't do something for him.

Now today someone came into our room and took something and that really bothered me because it happened while I was at home by myself. So I called Kurt to come over (he was off with his friends) because I didn't feel safe. Now Kurt's phone is out of minutes so I called Alex's, like he's done to me soo many times at 2 and 3 in the morning, and I don't even get a hello. Whenever I call his phone or their room I have a very strict policy of having a few pleasantries with Alex so as not to come off like his exsistance doesn't matter, which really it doesn't, but I don't have to make that fact blatantly obvious. So he answers with "I assume you want to talk to Kurt." Now this really got my blood to boil and I answered "Yea" and then in the background I hear, "Kurt, your mom!" Now this isn't the first time I've gotten this and I've been pretty clear and patient, but tonight was really not the time for this ass-holery. So long story short, I'm very pissed and Kurt doesn't understand why. I tell him that he needs to tell his fucker roommate that either he treats me with civility or he can not talk to me at all and not ask me for favors.

What good is a man when my roomate does the job of boyfriend a million times better?

I have a right to be angry don't I?