I'm not even sure why it makes me mad, but it does.

I'm so new to this stupid blogging thing. I hate it.

I walked into the bathroom when I came home from my mom's house and there was toilet paper floating in the toilet. A tell-tale sign that my boyfriend's been masturbating.

So as I shut the door I yell to him "I HATE YOU!"

and he comes running asking why I'm saying that.

And I just look at him with the I'm-not-as-stupid-as-you-think-face and say, "I hate you and your penis."

Then he knows exactly what I'm taking about and says, "Why? Did I masturbate today?"

"Umm, I don't know, you fucking tell me."

Now he's laughing because he thinks it hilarious that I don't like it.

"Well did I accidentally leave evidence that I did?"

So I scrunch my face even more which just makes him laugh, but confirms that he did.

God, I hate men.

On a positive note, he promised me that he would cut it down to 3 times a week. 

That, before he said that he would stop masturbating all together if we could just have sex once a day. HAH! Fat chance, buddy!