May I just say that I’m annoyed at my boyfriend. Today we got into it because he was outwardly annoyed at the thought that I would suggest that he took these B12 chewable vitamins instead of the B Complex he normally takes. Nevermind that 2 weeks ago we were at a vitamin store and he had a B12 chewable and bought some B Complex and when I suggested that he take the B Complex, said that the chewable would tide him over.
Now apparently the B12 vitamins are useless! This wasn’t entirely over the B12 vitamins. It was more the idea that I put some thought behind going out of my way so that he would have those, since I thought they would work, and that they would be convenient in the event that he forgot to take his B Complex, and he didn’t show the slightest appreciation. I don’t expect flagellation, but a modicum of appreciation, maybe not saying that they’re completely useless and you don’t like them, in front of me.
Maybe it’s too much, but it’s frustrating because it’s not the first time. I do thoughtful things all the time and I get an “awww…thanks!” from him, and then 5 to 10 minutes later, it’s forgotten and he’s bitching about something. It’s gotten to the point where now I almost dread doing anything thoughtful because I know the appreciation will be short lived and not likely to survive a few moments.
It’s even more frustrating that this happened and then he texted me with “Ok, fuck you too. Whatever. I cant wait until i make enough to move out.” After I turned off my phone because I wasn’t in the mood, after he’d hung up on me previously. It’s annoying! All I’m trying to do is be thoughtful, and…it’s just frustrating because I know I’m pretty fucking thoughtful. I pick up on little hints, little ideas and then run with them.
He likes the Dropkick Murphy’s, I looked around for tickets on the floor, since he’s never been to a concert. I could only find balcony, I almost bought some on the floor for $60 bucks each, but then found some on the floor, after someone must’ve returned theirs. My plan is to buy their record, which I did, and put the tickets inside or somehow conceal them, and have him play the record. The record will be his gift for Valentine’s Day. I plan on renting a car, so we can go to see them play in San Francisco. But now my only thought is of the anticipation of the short lived appreciation. Or…something happening in the meantime, which will make it unlikely we’ll go. It’s frustrating as fuck!
Anyway, enough of that, I’m off to home soon. I’ve been avoiding work and working on putting together my journal from past entries on LiveJournal, a JournalSpace backup, MySpace, and Facebook. Fun!
The stupid thing, MySpace has a blogging tool, but no way to back it up, and there is no way to import it from here. Even stupider? Some people have JournalSpace backups, and as far as I can tell, there is no way to import them in here, at least no option on the Import screen.
WTF is up with that? You recreate JournalSpace and then turn around and don’t offer the people who have backups to restore from them…uh…DUHHHHH! Seriously…
Anyway, I’m off to home, hopefully the tickets have arrived. Love peace and hair grease.
Tags: bf, Boyfriend, frustration, pet peeve, stupidity
Paul Cox