More stupidez

Last night was his "date" night, he came home early because it was his show night. How wonderful she must feel to know that he left early because of a tv show.

When he came home, he kissed me hello and asked me "do I smell ok, dear?" How sad, that he couldn only think of that, instead of knowing that I don't want to be touched like that when he comes home from her.

Tonight he asked if I wanted to go to the Rennaisance Festival, Santa-cali-gon or someplace else I can't remember. Because, if I didn't want to go, he would take hoochie. I told him it doesn't make me feel any better knowing that when he asks me if I want to go somewhere if I don't say yes, he's going to ask her, because he "has to have someone to do things with", since I'm so handicapped. (His words). I told him that if I was so handicapped, why was he even asking me to go somewhere? I think I want to go everywhere. It will do two things: 1. show him I'm not handicapped, and 2. keep her from going. But at what cost? I'll be worn out.