pizza freakout night

2 things today:

1. in setting up her email, it as always had something wrong with it. I was taking time from my work day to set it up for her and I took time to get Aaron to switch over the server today all to help her email needs. I came in and set up her email personally and in the process she lost a few emails. All of which were available on Gmail. All she did was react and say she was frustrated and pissed that something was wrong with her email. I said, man, I must have screwed something up in the transition and suggested that she could get all of her emails on Gmail. Meanwhile, she said, um, maybe you could apologize for fucking up my email. I left because I didn't need to be flogged for doing her a favor. I told her I was pissed. She meanwhile made it all about her and said that I was the defensive and rude one who only needed praise. I told her, I don't need praise, I just don't need criticism.

2. On the way home from dinner, she decided to comment on my weight. She prefaced a conversation with don't be defensive. She talked about my choice in food one day and how I had chosen the fatty alternative instead of the skinny. I heard her say it and said, oh, I made that choice because of time. I explained the scenario that she was freaked about and I didn't say it defensively. I said it casually...I just did the thing that was quickest. She continued to go on and on about my choice and how it "freaked her out" I might have an eating problem, etc., etc. I was like, can we stop talking about my weight. And then she turned the tables and made it about how she doesn't trust me etc. etc. etc. At which point I was done with the conversation. She then called me a Bitch and I asked her not to call me names. She did it again and again and said, I'll stop calling you a bitch when you stop acting like one. I left the conversation and said, when you stop calling me names, let me know. Her phone rang and she answered it saying...oh nothing, Sherry's just off with the faeries again.