Toothbrush.

I feel as though posting about Tayler and his misdemeanors is my only way of venting how pissy I feel about it all, without it spilling over and poisoning my entire home life.

Last night he arrived home at about midnight with a root in tow.  No problem, I'm open minded.  However they proceeded to bump uglies (whilst drinking coffee???) in the kitchen and lounge room for an hour or so.  Bad luck for me if I wanted to get a drink or feed the cat, since I was up and around at that time.  Then they staggered down the hall and disappeared into his room.

Upon emerging this morning at 7:15am, Tayler gave my spare toothbrush to his "friend".  Uhh, riiight, didn't we just have a discussion about you taking advantage of us?  He of the repeated jibes and comments about me always making sure I've got enough toilet paper on hand, spare toothbrushes, extra this or that.  He's always having a go at me about this stuff - then he utlises my forethought to provide a toothbrush for his casual sex partner.  Fuck I'm pissed off.

Over a toothbrush.

But it's so much more than just a toothbrush.

posted by: blytheswideshut at May 10, 2005 07:24 | link | comments (1) |

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#1  10 May 2005 - 08:23

 

I've heard of some complicated relationships, but... ouch!

Aheadau

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