Hello Friends, for those of you that have joined my Yahoo 306 crappy thing I'm thinking of leaving it. I hate it. It's a piece of crap. Everytime I try to log in and write an entry in my blog there I get crap. I'm always denied. It reminds me of those days when the Diaryland servers were so overloaded and I was continually being told that if I didn't pay for a gold membership I would never get to update my dairy again. Heh, ok so that wasn't the message but it sure damn felt like it sometimes.
Well now I'm getting crap from Yahoo, the server is down, it goes blank on me. I'm tired of it. Hubby has checked out all of my equipment on this end and everything is working good, so it must be a yahoo thing. Therefore I'm thinking of leaving, perhaps to go to MySpace? Anyone out there have any comments about that place? Hah, I do a ryhme all the time!
On to other things that are totally unrelated.
Hubby is barely speaking to me. And I deserve it, which is strange because normally he's the ass around here.
See this morning I got frustrated. I got frustrated because all this weekend the focus of the Hubby and EB has been that damn stupid addictive game World of Warcraft.
Anyone thinking of getting that game for someone they love don't. It will just lead to an intervention at some point down the road.
But anyway, back to me and my pissyness.
I asked EB if he ever did anything other than play that damn game anymore and he just gave me this blank look and suddenly it all just came spilling out. All the frustration I feel because my life is put on hold until the Hubby reaches his next level, or finishes the stupid raid he's on or he just has to do this one last quest.... it all spilled out on EB. I made him cry. I told him he is going to end up a lonely old man with nobody around him because his whole life is that game.
He's like a heroin addict, his every thought, every action is about that game. He's either playing that game, or waiting to play that game. And I got pissed off.
But I made him cry. Hubby got mad at me, telling me that I was too harsh. I was. I was brutal. I told him he was losing all his friends. And it's true. They all get together on the weekends and do things, he never gets invited. He never calls them to do anything with them. He sees them at school but that's it.
I told him having friends is work. You have to reach out to them. You have to be the one that calls them and asks them over. If you wait for them to do it, you may never get the call because they might be waiting for you.
So, after all that I then had to go upstairs and stop his crying. I hurt him, I know it. But not all of it was out of place, I just should have maybe said it in a nicer way. He is only 11.
EB and I are now friends again. I had to tell him to go on the computer 3 times. Of course that was after he'd called his friends to see if they wanted to do something and was told they are all busy.
Well I have to go, hamburgers to make, birthday cake to bake. LB is still not feeling that great, last night his throat looked a bit raw and red, perhaps even swollen. I'm worried that he may be home tomorrow, perhaps even going to see the doctor.
12:52 p.m. - January 22, 2006
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