LJ has been a constant in my life for a long time. At this point I am moving most of my serious blogging elsewhere. But I like LJ. I have been a festering pit of despair for a few months. I’m trying to pull out of it. To that effect I am inviting more people over to my house and we are being silly and creating in-jokes. How about if I make a deal with you, Oh LJ-land. When I am being silly with the people who visit my house and creating in-jokes I will use the tag -that-. If you don’t like bitchy dwama-filled flame fests amongst people who have never dated, probably will never date, and who think it is all hilarious skip those posts.

I have worked so hard on my issues. I have tried to be the best condescending primary partner ever. I tolerated all that interacting. I didn’t make drama. I don’t understand exactly why anyone would get to the point of not wanting to share my husband. Didn’t I bend over backwards far enough for you? Didn’t I ensure that all your picky little preferences were met?! I see how it is now. Fine. Show up for dinner at 4 if you are going to be like that.