Because I lost my shit with MM. He. Got. On. My. Last. Nerve. And I just lost my shit.
And he lost: the movies we were at Barnes & Noble to buy (long story, suffice it to say that when I asked him to give them to me to bring to the counter at our turn and he said, "no," it was the last of many straws); his Leapster for a week (keeping on talking when I told him to stop talking); his Pokemon cards for a week (hitting me in the arm in the parking lot); and television until I say so (keeping on talking when I told him to stop talking).
The last part was at the top of my lungs.
Not my proudest moment.
Through My Glasses, Dorkily
1 year ago