Undone

You know what my fetching lot in life is?

Doing something completely nice and wonderful for someone just so they can take it for fucking granted that this is what I just “always” do.

LIke this morning for example. I’m going to an interview. I get up at eight thirty, get a shower and get ready… and Scott doesn’t like the fact that I turned the light on, cause it woke him up. I’m doing this interview because he was depressed on Saturday or Friday, and honestly, I don’t want him to be like that. If It hadn’t been for that, i’d still be picking through a bunch of jobs I know i’d like instead of going to interview for some places that everyone I know says they are a pain in the ass.

Why? Why do I try to make people happy?? They never say anything. They are never overjoyed. I think this time It’s because i want the heck out of the basement too. Sure, but *sighs* Do I want out through convergys or myfamily? I don’t know. But damnnit, he could at least say thank you for my effort to try better. :-S

Am I right, or am I just whack?

Derringer Meryl [Whack or wiggity whack] Ou