So lately with this damn heat wave has me and my geek on the same side. That is until yesterday. We have a few little pockets of cool air. He stays in one of the other all day unless going from one to the other. I, on the other hand, actually have to do stuff like cook & clean. You know, really girly stuff.
Our washer is dead, plus I can’t even imagine using the dryer in the house right now. So it was off to the laundromat for me. You know that one with the big sign out front that says “AIR CONDITIONING!” Here I am thinking it will be at least a reasonable temperature in there. I do not mind to tell you that I was quite wrong. I could feel my skin melting off. Well, not actually but I think it was close. And that was before I tossed the clothes in the dryer. So after baking for 2 hours doing the laundry (Yes I let it pile up rather high.) I get home to find him starving away. Giving me pitiful puppy eyes begging me to feed him. I left him plenty of food in the fridge. He didn’t go down to get. “it’s hot down there, and it tastes better when you make it.” Really? That’s what you are going with? Yea, it’s hot. It’s still 20 degrees cooler than it was while doing the laundry. And at this point, I am pretty sure the only thing that food would taste like is poison. I think I do not need to tell you that we ordered in.
Yea, I am just that. A slacker. I haven’t been on here in what feels like ages. The heat has been oppressive. I have been hiding under a rock (well, the AC unit actually) and haven’t wanted to deal with anyone or anything. The universe, it turns out, had bigger plans for than I had for myself. Thanks universe.
Me and good ol’ Murphy’s Law became BFF’s. To keep things short, it was a crappy buncha days (coupla weeks?) Sure my geek drove me crazy here and there, but mostly we were getting ganged up on by the stars, Karma, and anyone else who wanted a piece of the action. What I/we did wrong in this life or past ones I don’t know, but it must have been a doozy. Not recuperated yet, but almost back to functioning. So that is something to be happy about.
I am hoping to get back on the blog wagon soon. Wish me luck!
So I had downloaded this very nice WordPress app for my phone and have been typing up and publishing posts for the past few weeks via my phone. Or so I thought. Apparently my phone service provider, my phone or simply the powers that be have decided this was not for the best, as none of the posts I wrote ended up being published or even saved. So, fear not! I am not dead, nor has my geek not been pissing me off. I simply have been censored by means out of my control. So it looks like I am back to typing up my posts on my computer from the comfort of my chair & desk rather than on my phone and in my bed.
So, we ended up going to his big shindig on Sunday. Not only was I bored out of my mind, he spent most of the time we were there (almost 8 hours) talking to other people. I was ready to beat him. I would have found our outing fun if he had at least explained what the hell we were looking at. As it was, I had no clue.
After having to wake up at the butt crack of dawn and heading out (I am oh so not a morning person, so that only made it worse) we spent all day walking around. Now I normally do move around a good bit in the day, but my legs were killing me by the time we were ready to leave.
The day before, I told him I wanted to go out shopping afterwards. He smile and said ok. I thought all was good. Apparently, while we were out doing his thing, he spent all of our blowable money for the week. So, not only did I give up my day to go do what he wanted, while being ignored (please tell me why I needed to be there?) I also didn’t get anything for my efforts. I was not joking about wanting to go shopping afterwards. He seemed to think I was. Girls, beware. Geeks are just dumb sometimes.
Yes, I am cranky today. I may not be unjustified, but I don’t feel that I am…right now.
Anyway, my geek has some big todo this weekend. He springs it on me at the last minute that he wants to go do this day long geeky thing that I am just not feeling up to. I have been dying to do several things for the last few weeks and he is never up for it. So last night he doesn’t even come and tell me he wants to go. He emails me.
What am I going to say? No, I don’t want you to go? I really don’t care if he goes. But he won’t go alone, as in without me. But if I bring up something I want to do, oh no. He cannot be bothered. It doesn’t sound like it is worth his time. Well, bite me. I do not enjoy half of the crap we do together. I go along with it because it makes him happy, but he does not return the favor. It pisses me off.
Why can he not simply go along and pretend to be having a good time (or at least just not bitch too loudly about it) while I have a nice time? I do it for him. He should be courteous enough to do the same for me.
I even mentioned a few places I want to go tomorrow. You know? The day before his big outing. Yea, no so much. His excuse is that he is going to loose all day Sunday. Because of his crap. So he can’t afford to loose time Saturday. Hello? That. Right there. That is dick-ish. Stop it!!
Now that I have vented to you, I have to figure out a way tell him. And not just say it and have it roll off his back. I have to make it stick. I am tired of double standards. We can do whatever he wants, but he doesn’t have time to do what I want. It is not going to cut it any longer. How do you break into a skull that is that thick and make him understand that it is not fair.
Wish me luck!
I used to love road trips. The excitement of seeing some place new, new places to shop, new faces to meet. So much untold new things. So, why is it that I am not excited about the next road trip my geek has told me about? Because this one is a computer related road trip. Like pretty much all of the ones we have made in the last 2 years.
Just once, I would love to have my geek come up and say “Hey! Let’s go somewhere *you* want to go to.” But no, that is not what goes down around here. I get an email asking me to make arrangements to go to this state or that, as cheaply as we can, and off we go. Ok, I am well aware that fun can be had on the cheap. I am actually pretty good at finding awesome stuff to do on the cheap or free. We end up having to go as quick as we can with no time to stop anywhere neat, or even stop at a place that looks cool as we are driving past.
It is very much like when we go shopping together. He wants to go into the store, pick up exactly what he came there for, pay and leave. In 5 minutes or less. He does not enjoy the experience of shopping for the perfect thing, not going in with anything in mind, just looking for inspiration. I think I am going to make some “us time” mandatory on this trip. Or at least some shopping time. It has gotten so I dread these road trips.
The time on the road is great, though. We talk the whole time. More often than not, we get along even though we see things pretty differently, we usually respect each others viewpoints. I never have to dumb down a conversation and he doesn’t either (I don’t think.) We both really enjoy spending time together. But sometimes it feels like it is all about what he wants to do, and not what we both want to do. I feel like I am always giving and he only rarely does. It may not actually be that way, but this is where I come to vent, and he doesn’t get a say so nenner nenner nenner.
So, while I heard way more than I ever wanted to about VPN’s today, I am not bald. While I wanted to at times pull hair out, it was not mine I wanted to grab a hold of. Surprisingly enough, it wasn’t even my geek’s hair that I wanted to pull out either. It was the friend.
Every time my geek or I would try to change the subject, a few times the subject had been changed for a full 5 minutes, and the friend kept dragging the conversation back to the first thing discussed when he got here hours ago. How he has hair left, I do not know.
I know I think my guy is dense sometimes, I forget that it is not just him. While I like some of his fiends, I can talk almost all of them in small doses. This one today, I wanted to strangle . I have on occasion been pointed to the differences between Nerds and Geeks. Namely that nerds tend to be smart to the point they cannot possibly be socially adept. Geeks are technically inclined, smart and can carry on a conversation, they have a bit of charisma. Nerds you just want to punch so they will go away.
Then again, maybe it is just me. Or just the nerds I have known. There are certain personality quirks that irritate the snot out of me, that do not bother others in the least. And the other way around. I have some friends, and so does my geek, that others cannot stand to be around. They just don’t bother us. They can be pretty entertaining even.
Lucky for me, I got a nice old fashioned migraine about 2 hours before the guy had to leave so I got to ditch our company and go lay down in a dark, cold, quite room and rest. Given the choice, I would pick a migraine over a nerd who doesn’t shut up any day.