The battle has begun…

I have started this battle between DP and me, and I am so happy this thing is going on. So last night, he wanted to sing songs from Joseph and the Technicolor Dream coat, so I battled with Lady Gaga… After a while he was getting steamed because “LADY GA-GA is not REAL music!” I just kept playing it from my bedroom, and he just couldn’t leave it alone. He would keep poking his head around the corner to tell me why she isn’t good but I was just reading and not paying attention to him. The more I ignored him, the louder he got, and he is loud to begin with. So he then started screaming to have me turn the music down and listen to him. So I lowered my book barely enough for my eyes to meet his and said, “OH DP, don’t get your sacred panties in a bunch.” I brought the book back up and didn’t say a word more. He started freaking out.

On another note, my roomie with whom I actually share a room with, his fiancé has left for a track meet and asked me to give James a present for her, so I woke up early to receive the gift for him while he was at work. When she came, I was confused because she was holding nothing but a nasty, dingy pillow in her arms. “Will you give this to JM, it’s an inside joke.” I knew exactly what that pillow was for. It was meant for him to sniff while she was away. I think of all the bacteria that are being harbored in that pillow and it gives me a bit of a chill but JM practically has sex with the thing. It never leaves his side and he just smells it all day long. So most of his days are just spent, sitting on “The rameumtum” smelling his pillow.

So what should I do next to DP? I need some advice on how to break an uber Mormon… any suggestions?