Jealousy, a complete lack of attention/rationality on the part of someone I am trying VERY hard not to get angry with, a bit of hunger that won't be fixed until I can relax enough not to go running upstairs every five f'ing minutes to check on the Monster. All of it f'ing building up faster than I can cope with it.

I am not going to snap. I am not going to snap. I am not going to snap.

Never mind that I want to rip him a new asshole, that I want to slam him in a collar so fast his head'll spin and he'll have whiplash for weeks, that right now if I could bitch-slap a certain femme with a tad too much time on her hands I would, that for some reason she's triggering every f'ing protective and territorial instinct I have...

...see, I'll share. IF I am there to make sure it's ok. IF I am asked first. IF I know what's going on.

NOT out of the blue. NOT behind my back. NOT when I don't trust anything being said by anyone just this second.

Well, ok, I do trust Selaith.

Anyone else? Ehh... yes. A few. But they are not, at the moment, online or present or in any other way relevant to what is going on just now, so I see no need to mention them.

Tests. Yeah, I throw out a lot of tests. Here's one of them: when you let slip that something's going on, and I ask about it, I want to know. I don't want occasional sparse details handed out grudgingly. If it's important enough to mention, if it's important enough to ME that it sets every nerve I have to tingling, then I damn well want to KNOW. Is this so unreasonable?

Selaith: I understand why you won't, but he does have a point...he's not a mindreader, love.

RahaniJaxRaven: Seriously. This isn't something I want to have to keep explaining - I seem to recall saying something VERY much like this last night, to the tune of 'if you're going to be all fierce around other people, at least have the decency to be fierce to me at the same time'.

*sighs* This is just a fucked-up day... and although I will continue to have to watch the Monster until people get back from the movie (around 6-7 pm, hopefully) let me tell ya, the moment I get a chance, I'm GOING BACK TO BED.

Mostly because it's either that, or dress, hop the Maxx, go the fuck downtown and stay there for a few days, and it's still too cold to do that safely when you're broke.

Oh, and hey. I finally got to talk to Torian. On the phone. And of course the damned phonecard died, and I couldn't get online for more than a minute, and all in all I just really want to shoot something.

Preferrably me, if I can't find a certain other femme to aim at.

*paces, full feline form, yowling her displeasure to the shadows around her*