Assorted daily rants

I hate white underwear. Why is it my spousal unit finds it necessary to only wear white boxer shorts? I've added up the hours I spent in the last 16 years trying to remove assorted stains from his shorts, let me tell you, it's not pretty. Hours I could've used to, I don't know, read a book, go for a walk, watch paint dry. I've tried bleaching the shit out of them, they turned a bright shade of pink and the stains are still visible. Now he wants me to buy him new ones, says he's embarrassed someone will see his pink undies. I told him to tell them he's my bitch, and that's what Mistress Lara likes him to wear.

Why are there so many feminine hygiene products, yet no male hygiene products whatsoever?? Have you noticed there's a WHOLE AISLE at the grocery store dedicated to the female reproductive organ? Let's see... there's douche, gel, deodorant spray, yeast infection treatment, itching cream, itching powder, 20 different kinds of tampons, 60 different kinds of pads... Have you seen these pads "with wings"? Where the hell is my pussy flying to? Mars? And what's with the "vinegar" douche? Am I planning to toss some salad down there? There are also 4 shelves filled with 54 different kinds of pregnancy tests. Seriously, all I really want is to find out whether I'm knocked up or not, a simple yes or no answer. Do I really need the option of finding out with "a blue line" or "a plus sign" or "two blue lines" or "a red dot"... This is getting way too complicated.
Then there's the condoms. Why are these located in the feminine hygiene aisle???Hmmmm??? Isn't that assuming that the woman is responsible for purchasing the damn things? I have NEVER seen a man buying condoms in a grocery store. Most men probably buy them from a drugstore, or order them online. Maybe the only time a guy would buy condoms in a grocery store is when his wife sends him to get her tampons ( I wouldn't know, my husband refuses to buy tampons or pads, and we've never used condoms).

Home make-over shows. Haven't they run out of sick, handicapped, poor, deformed, homeless, dying people already? Are these really the prerequisites necessary to get someone to help you? If I had any of the above problems, I would be too proud to write these shows and ask them to build me a new house for free. Can you imagine filming yourself, showing everyone in America the shithole you live in, your retarded son, your deformed daughter, your incontinent father and fat-ass mother, then begging for a new home? I am ashamed of these people and I curse everyone watching this shit and crying.

I'm really in a shitty mood today. I might need to up my meds.