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I talked to Nicholas and Aysha. Nicholas apologized profusely. Aysha didn't say anything and barely looked at me.

I feel better. I feel like I handled it pretty well, given how pissed off I was.

Not cool

Dec. 30th, 2008 05:36 pm
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Nicholas and I stayed up late last night talking and puttering around on the computers. By the time we were ready for bed, Aysha and Cliff had crashed out in the bed, leaving room for only one more person. I told Nicholas to get in bed and I'd take the couch, since I tend to get hot with three bodies in the bed anyway.

When I got up this morning to take Cliff to work, having gotten maybe three or four hours of sleep on the couch interrupted by mad kittiots running around the house and over my attempting-to-sleep ass, I told Nicholas and Aysha that I wanted to sleep in bed when I got back from taking Cliff to work. So I got home, curled up in bed, and went to sleep. Nicholas poked his head in the door and told me to rest well and continue recovering from the stomach virus from hell that ruined Christmas for me.

Not two hours later, Nicholas and Aysha come into the bedroom, shove me over, and start making love. I've already told them that they wake me up when they make love. I had specifically asked to sleep. I got up out of bed shaking with rage.

I went into the computer room and messed around for a while, drove up to Mom's to get the Christmas presents we didn't get on Christmas because I was too sick to get out of bed, and came home. They were sprawled out dead to the world in bed.

They're still in there; the last time I went to the bathroom, they were at it hot and heavy.

This is not cool. I can't sleep in my own goddamn bed when I ask to? No fucking way.

They could have made love in the computer room; Nicholas and I have done that on several occasions when we didn't want to wake Cliff.

I'm not as pissed as I was; time tends to cool my anger some, but I'm still mightily annoyed at the lack of consideration.

I understand that space and privacy are at a premium around here with Dixie and Nancy living here and four of us in the master suite. I understand that Nicholas and Aysha are caught up in that new love excitement. But goddamn it, this is my home, that is my bed, and I should be able to goddamn well sleep in it when I'm tired and recovering from an illness that laid me out for four days.

I plan to talk to them about it if they'll ever come out of the goddamn bedroom and speak to me.


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