Perfect example of how obnoxious she became, was something I told Cajole. On the way back from downtown D.C., (which was cut short because she said she was dying on account of the weather and walking; deciding to wear black flip flops and designer garbage in the heat) she said she wanted to go to the movies to see
Prince of Persia.
Me: "Cool, let's go see Prince of Persia."
Her: "But do YOU want to see Prince of Persia?"
Me: "I just want to spend time with you."
Her: "That's not what I asked."
Me: "Look, I just want to hang out with you. I'd watch whatever you want."
Her: "If I wasn't here, would you see Prince of Persia?"
Me: "No, probably not."
Her: "Then forget it! If there's nothing at the movie theaters you want to see, there's no point in going."
[I go check the theater listings.]
Me: "Well, MacGruber is out. I kind of want to see that."
Her: "No, I don't want to see it."

I was thinking of the last time you posted about your holiday and you were saying how you needed to bail. Or am I misremembering that part?
I posted prior to the holiday that I was probably going to sever ties, because she was becoming bossy over what to do. But she apologized and cried and whispered sweet nothings, and I caved in. She came out, and the first night we hooked up and all fears evaporated.
Then it got ugly and I put her in a hotel on Sunday night.