Que, en las diez putas, me va a dejar tener una vida tranquila? Q' se yo. anoche tuvimos otra pelea. mi senora se enojo conmigo porque yo anduve de mal humor. paso los dias limpiando la casa, haciendo que la nena de once mantenga sus pavadas dentro de su cuarto, y cuando veo que trajeron mas cosas del sotano, no me encontre de buen humor. apenas mantenemos la casa limpia. y solo soy yo que lo limpia noventa porciento del tiempo. ya veo que las cosas se van a desparemar por la casa, y sera mas para limpiar.
mi senora saco la basura, y dice que ella tambien hace limpieza. limpio el bano el otro dia. solo es la segunda vez desde que llegamos en esta casa. wow. que tal. tanto trabajo. me reto, diciendome que prefiere jugar con los ninos, en vez de limpiar. y que, con tanto que duerme? duerme mas que los muertos. yo solo duermo dos o tres horas diarias, porque trabajo de noche, para que la familia no tendra que tener otra multa que pagar con mandar a los ninos a una ninera. mi senora dijo, "no fue mi idea que trabajes de noche", puta madre man. no se puede ganar.
y, ademas, ella busco este blog, para que pudiera saber las cosas que escribo. asi que, adios, porque este blog esta... COMPROMISED. ciao, y buena suerte. ojala no me meto el coete dentro de la boca, y hasta luego, no?
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
relationships and marriage, frustrating almost 100% of the time...
I have been married for quite a few years now, and I simply adore my wife. I would not want anyone else, and I am constantly telling people how I have the better end of the deal...
Since I got married, I have been told that I flirt with women. I have tried to get along socially, and I smile alot with people when I speak to them, and unfortunately it comes across as flirtatious.
It has caused some serious arguments between my wife and I.
Finally, I began to completely ignore females, and when I did talk to them, I made a point of being a jerk. No smiles, all serious and the ultimate professional. Head clean shaven, giving an aggressive look that people avoid. Then I became labeled as "a jerk" by my administrators.
My wife now has my hair grown out, wants me to be nice to everyone (men and women), and claims that she does not care if I maintain female friends. Every female (since this epiphany of hers) that I have befriended, has been scrutinized, and if she isn't gay, then I get criticized, belittled, made to feel that I am going to "cheat" on her, and so on-so forth.
I have been made to feel guilty, so that I constantly telling her who I speak to, what we speak about, and what the response is. All of this to avoid having her think I am hiding something from her. But all I get is accused of searching out female affection. So, then I don't tell her, and she accuses me of hiding shit. WTF?
I find some kid who is 18 flirts with her on her MySpace page (I fuckin' hate myspace), and she hides it from me, but I'm the asshole. whatever. She gets text messages from Douche Bag, and he sent her a pic of himself, as well. She spends more time on the compluter than she does talking to me, and if I ever want to know who she is emailing with, she flies off the handle, saying that I am controlling. Anytime I point out the contradiction, I get accused of turning it against her, but all I do is state that we are both at fault.
I have a friend who was married young, and he told me that he would never marry again. He said he didn't know anyone who was happily married, or not cheating on their spouse. I am seeing the same thing.
I know that if I ever get divorced, I will never marry again. It is frustrating the majority of the time. 100% of the time. Women are unforgiving, and it is a one way street with them. If I didn't have three children with her, I would have flown the coop. As much as I love her, I would have left by now. How sad is that? I can't stay with what I love the most in this life. I know for a fact that she does not love me. Too much has happened, and she sees it only from her point of view, without any attempt to find a middle ground. I feel like I have to grovel to maintain peace in the home. Why the fuck should I have to be a pissing pole for my whole life? I don't put up with it from anyone else, but I let myself get walked all over by her.
I know, I'm sure it sounds one sided, and you are obviously getting only my side, but, that is what the blog is for, right?
She tells me that I am "gorgeous", and that "anyone would want (me)", but first, that's not the point. Second, it isn't true. Trust me.
End point, is this: In life, only three things are for certain. Death, Taxes, and Frustrating Relationships 100% of the time.
As I've said before, life is a chuca, q' no?
Since I got married, I have been told that I flirt with women. I have tried to get along socially, and I smile alot with people when I speak to them, and unfortunately it comes across as flirtatious.
It has caused some serious arguments between my wife and I.
Finally, I began to completely ignore females, and when I did talk to them, I made a point of being a jerk. No smiles, all serious and the ultimate professional. Head clean shaven, giving an aggressive look that people avoid. Then I became labeled as "a jerk" by my administrators.
My wife now has my hair grown out, wants me to be nice to everyone (men and women), and claims that she does not care if I maintain female friends. Every female (since this epiphany of hers) that I have befriended, has been scrutinized, and if she isn't gay, then I get criticized, belittled, made to feel that I am going to "cheat" on her, and so on-so forth.
I have been made to feel guilty, so that I constantly telling her who I speak to, what we speak about, and what the response is. All of this to avoid having her think I am hiding something from her. But all I get is accused of searching out female affection. So, then I don't tell her, and she accuses me of hiding shit. WTF?
I find some kid who is 18 flirts with her on her MySpace page (I fuckin' hate myspace), and she hides it from me, but I'm the asshole. whatever. She gets text messages from Douche Bag, and he sent her a pic of himself, as well. She spends more time on the compluter than she does talking to me, and if I ever want to know who she is emailing with, she flies off the handle, saying that I am controlling. Anytime I point out the contradiction, I get accused of turning it against her, but all I do is state that we are both at fault.
I have a friend who was married young, and he told me that he would never marry again. He said he didn't know anyone who was happily married, or not cheating on their spouse. I am seeing the same thing.
I know that if I ever get divorced, I will never marry again. It is frustrating the majority of the time. 100% of the time. Women are unforgiving, and it is a one way street with them. If I didn't have three children with her, I would have flown the coop. As much as I love her, I would have left by now. How sad is that? I can't stay with what I love the most in this life. I know for a fact that she does not love me. Too much has happened, and she sees it only from her point of view, without any attempt to find a middle ground. I feel like I have to grovel to maintain peace in the home. Why the fuck should I have to be a pissing pole for my whole life? I don't put up with it from anyone else, but I let myself get walked all over by her.
I know, I'm sure it sounds one sided, and you are obviously getting only my side, but, that is what the blog is for, right?
She tells me that I am "gorgeous", and that "anyone would want (me)", but first, that's not the point. Second, it isn't true. Trust me.
End point, is this: In life, only three things are for certain. Death, Taxes, and Frustrating Relationships 100% of the time.
As I've said before, life is a chuca, q' no?
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