This is what fucks my head when I really should stop singing and start working

1.
The fact that Blanket Nerve calls me up EVERYDAY in the morning, and discuss job status over the phone. I mean you meet me at work every day. Most days, we travel together. Why can you not do this then? And really, is this a crappy excuse of calling me up in the morning?

2.
I fight with P almost everyday. From monies, to who should share what responsibility to how I cannot switch on the light when I enter home at 3am and how he doesn't want a vacation with me and rather do a boys scene in bangkok. Anyway. That's not the point.
Point is, he is hell bent on calling these fights "discussions". "Discussions" where we throw things at each other, he sleeps on the couch, throw shoes and pens around, walk out of the house and go drinking with the friends. To me that's a full-blown fight. All I want is for him to accept that we are indeed fighting. Its not an argument P. Grow up. In the four years that I've known him and been with him off and on, we've only had "discussions"; it makes me wonder what his definition of a fight is.

3.
Last Names. What is the big deal? I think what irks me more is not that his family and some of mine assume that I've taken on his name and ditched mine, but the fact that friends, YES, some friends, when sending packages, invitations or whatever else put his last name next to mine and address it to me. Get a life. I'm still the same person with the same name. And no, I don't wish to discuss why I won't change something I was born with. Don't assume.
And yes, stop complaining and calling me a bitch when I call you up to correct and give you a quick lesson on what my name is. Oh, my CA recently got such a lesson too. Fools.