Arg
I really do wish that I had more friends around here. Tonight Chip and I are going to hang out with his friend Cory. It should be interesting to say the least. Cory and I aren't exactly friends. At least I personally wouldn't call him that. We had a mutual aquaintance a few years ago but otherwise we aren't really close. But he is Chips best friend. The reason I wish I had more friends around here is because I need someone to hang out with when Chip wants to spend time with his friends. I mean, I need someone close. D, I would love to spend time with you but most of the time, I just can't take a two and a half hour drive to do it. And whenever I mention hanging out with my B. Dalton people, Chip wants to tag along. Not that I don't love hanging out with him but every once in a while I need a night to myself. I haven't had that since before the wedding. But I also don't want to leave him at home with my mom while I go out. Tonight would have been a perfect night for me to go out but like always, there isn't anyone available for me to hang out with. Chip offered to go out with Cory by himself because he knows that Cory and I aren't the best of buds but then I'd just be the 'ol ball and chain waiting at home for my dear husband to get home and I refuse to play that role.
I'm also getting fed up with being second to his damn computer game. I swear, everytime I see him on the computer he's doing something with that damn Knights of Karbala website. It wouldn't bother me so much if every once in a while I saw him going on an employment website or something of that nature. Granted I know there's a job in which he would like to apply to soon. The position is a recruiter for a corporation. I think he would do very well at that job but as of right now, he seems more interested in games. Right now he's playing. Most of our conversations revolve around that game. I understand that's what he does but doesn't he have anything else to talk about? Especially since I've told him repeatedly that it does not interest me. Not in the least. Why is he constantly trying to bring me into something that I have no interest in? I don't do that with him. I don't talk about knitting or cross stitch or anything like that. I know that it would bore him to tears.
I know Chip's gonna read this and feel bad. There's nothing I can do about that. I try to talk to him but he starts pouting and makes me feel horrible about talking to him about the little things that annoy me. However if I don't get this out, I'm gonna end up blowing up at him for something really small and insignificant. I don't want to do that. He's gonna need to learn that when I can't talk to him, I'm gonna rant on here.