So I went in for my mental health evaluation today with my husband. It really wasn't so bad, as far as I'm concerned. He was in a pissy-a** mood after we left though. I'm not sure what got under his sin, maybe he could hear what I was saying in there. I don't know... and honestly, I don't care either. I don't hold any grudges, but obviously he does. I asked him to come have pizza and beer with me tonight and he refused, the b*****d. How can you refuse pizza and beer?
If I asked you guys to come have pizza and beer with me, then you'd come have pizza and beer, right? Yeah, I'm sure you would. But, you're not here.
So I just said: ******** him. And I'm sitting here having pizza and beer by myself. I'm actually pretty buzzed right now. >.> I snuck a six-pack of Heineken up to my room. Don't worry, I only drank two bottles.
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