The go slows

I'm not blogging much, for me, at the moment.
Probably because our internet downloads have been exceeded and everything has subsequently powered down to a kitten-kickingly slow speed. But to be honest it's also because I spent a goodly amount of the last week having interminable evening conversations with M like this;

M: I'm hoooomme!
Me: *Grunt*
M: what's wrong?
Me: *Grunt* *Sigh* Nothing.
M: Ok then. You seem angry.
Me: I'll give YOU angry!!
M: .......
Me:......
M:......
Me:.....
M: Ok then. Shall I put P in the bath?
Me: I'll give YOU a bath!
M:......
Me: ....
M:.......
Me: ...... *Bangs things around angrily in kitchen*
M: .......
Me: I just want some EMPATHY after a HARD DAY damn your eyes.
M: ......
Me: Well that was underwhelming
M: .......
Me: UGH why don't you UNDERSTAND!!!
M: .......
Me: GAH!!!!!
M: It's hard to be sympathetic when you are so HOSTILE
Me: HOSTILE! I am not freaking HOSTILE! I'll give you bloody HOSTILE!!

Ad nauseum.

Sound familiar?

Anyone? Anybody? Bueller?