@Gypsy: All of the above can be a concern, but it's still out of your control....Aside from that it's your opinion, something you disagree with.
Awwwww, crap. You're right. But g*ddam! 2 cartons of moldy tomatoes??? She f*cks up their lives with her stupid Bomb and now she can't even make the effort to have some food -- hell, some unhealthy sugary-sweet snacks?? -- in the house for them?
Keeee-rist. Makes me wanna blow out my own brains. Hey, anybody seen that .45 I had? Nuts, probably in the Black Hole that is the garage someplace.... Not that the thing's been cleaned in 20 years. Ain't that a b*tch? (j/k)
You offered to babysit, she didn't ask you. Are you still doing that? Offering before she learns to ask? Clamp your trap and sit on your hands, fella!
I was just so bloody excited that she had a shot at IC with Fab MC#2 and -- more to the point -- that Fab MC#2 cleverly sprang it on her, in the session, where if she was going to weasel out of it she would've had to do it in front of me -- something her pride would never let her do. So she's does that, well....I don't have a sitter, and.... So I jump in and volunteer. I was a paratrooper (@4:00 - 4:10) . We're like that.
Tell her your personal life is off limits. Tell yourself that in regards to her (and her appliances) and you.
