Vortexia's Secret

so this is just a quick little moment that all the girls will understand. guys, bear with me 2 seconds here. i fucking hate that time of the month. and really i only have it every 3 months, but i still hate it. if this truly was our punishment for eve eating on the apple, you'd think at some point God would feel bad about it... you know, after a few centuries of torture, and make it stop. but instead, women are getting it younger and younger. so i figure that's just further evidence that this isn't just a chauvinistic punishment thing. and with only having it every 3 months, i sure as hell know i'm planning it so i have a period like a week before my wedding so i don't have to worry about it for the first 3 months of married sex/life.

ok, that talk is over now. so last night, we got home safely, like i said. i felt very happy about my hot little bod and teasing mayhem. i read him a little excerpt of the book i'm reading that had both of us rolling on my bed. and then we watched "my boss's daughter." it has a few moments where you're just so fed up with the basic premise of why everything went awry that you're ready to smack the main character, but other than that it was funny.

the night kind of went downhill right at the end, and i'm ready to find something to change the course of our relationship to relieve some frustration. with nearly 6 years of dating, 5 1/2 of which mayhem knew he wanted to marry me (well before the thought had even crossed my teen mind), he has not set aside any money specifically for a ring. he has about $200 that might be able to go for a ring... if and only if it doesn't have to go to several other major purchases in his life. he put the idea in my head of the engagement ring being at least 1 ct. he felt that he had to do at least that to truly give a worthy ring. and with the proposal coming after 6 years of dating, it sounded kind of reasonable to me. tons of time to save money, a big event after so many years. but now maybe it'll be a walmart special CZ ring. especially if he isn't willing to talk to grandmothers about using their rings. so i think we need to take a new direction for a few months so i don't get so frustrated with him and this situation. i absolutely do not want to become one of those engagement/wedding-obsessed women who fixates on it and hounds about it every damn day of her life. and i don't want to be the one who reminds him every time he gets a little cash that he has to save it for a big event. it really fucking pisses me off, to be honest. if it's important to him, then you think he'd learn how to wipe his own ass and plan for it himself. i mean, if dumbass idiots who propose with "shit or get off the pot" have learned to save, then he should have too. and i know it will be completely blatantly obvious the night we are going to get engaged because it will be the only night that he isn't suggesting we see a movie. so i give up. if you guys have any ideas, then let me know. i'm ready to just take it off the table completely for a while.

well this post certainly took a turn for the worst. sorry to air my shit on here. sorry to sound like a bitch. sorry to be so fucking frustrated and at the end of my rope with my normally wonderful relationship. fuck it, i'm out.