Keep Your Fingers Away From The Cage - she's been known to bite

I am one pissy missy today.

I had to wake up at 5:45 - and I am the farthest thing from a morning person that ever lived. If I don't get my 9-10 hours sleep every night, I'm likely to bite your head off... or at least your pinky.
So I went to bed at 10:00 anticipating my crabbiness in the morning and trying to will time to stop. It wouldn't be so bad if I was waking up to take a sun filled vacation. Where there was some reward for my punishment.

Unfortunately the reward for this morning's punishment was to watch Mr.M go off onto HIS sun filled vacation. I just wanted to scream at him F*CK Y**!!!! m&th#r F*ck!r C*ckS$ck&r. AAAAH!

I kept my cool though and just was grumpy - which to him is a normal occurence in the morning.

I'm pretty resentful though, which is what I was hoping wouldn't happen. He requested this solo trip about a month ago. He's going down to see the Wynn casino's grand opening on Wednesday night at midnight. I blogged about the original argument and then let it pass. I didn't realize that I would want to rip his head off when the actual day arrived. I'm feeling extremely left out. Like a stupid child.

Aren't we supposed to get over that "left out" "nobody wants to play with me" crap when we are about 10? Well, I never did. I'm pissed. He pleaded with me this morning, "can't you just be happy for me and my time off?"

No, I can't - because I'm a 5 year old trapped in a 25 year old's body and it sucks the biggest most giant fatty in the entire world.

When it comes down to it, really - I just want to be with my Mr. M. :(