i think it's pretty obvious i'm a stubborn, irrational person. so, it shouldn't be a surprise that i really really really want Jay to quit his job for my own irrational, slightly selfish reasons.

i don't like it. he's gone all day. THE WHOLE DAY! i'm not use to that and i don't wanna be. it's only been 3 days and i count down the hours and minutes until he's home. it's stupid, i know, but i miss him like crazy. i want him home with me and if i get sick of looking at him, i can just go in another room or to the gym. but when i come back, he's still here.

i went and had lunch with him today and tried to explain my position to him, but he just laughed and said i was ridiculous and he has to work to support "[my] high maintenance ass".
i pinched him.
very hard.
i am not high maintenance. i just like really nice things that are sometimes a little expensive. and most of the stuff he's bought me is shit i never asked for. i like to shop but i don't enjoy spending my money. i gripe and groan every time i spend 4 bucks on a spicy chicken sammich. and i'm not happy spending $200 on jeans, but i have to cause i like wendy's and most designers don't keep big booty bitches in mind when they're designing their jeans so only certain brands work for me. although i will admit there's just no compromising when it comes to my handbags. it's either chanel or i don't want it. and my mommy buys those for me, so he's not the one spending money to maintain my situation and preserve my sexy.

i'm so spoiled. it's his fault though. if he hadn't spent practically every minute of his adult life with me until now, i wouldn't be this way. he has no one to blame but himself for me being the big attention whore i am today.

he's quitting that damn job or i'll get him fired.

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