Hey guys, story time. Last night gf asks me to describe a sexual fantasy involving role-play. I don't have a response ready off the top of my head so I tell her "I'm not sure but I'd like to think about it gimme a second while I think of something; how about you?" She replies "I dunno, I just like being warm and comfy in the privacy of my own bed." I say" Well how about something other than in your own bed at night?" She replies "I just like it in bedddd..." in a whiny voice. I say " ok I've got one, I want you to take the initiative to give me a spontaneous strip-tease/lap dance, at a time of your choosing, anywhere in my house. I figured this would concede to her comfort zone caveat while getting me what I want. She replies "In my aunt's chair? (Her aunt recently gave me an armchair)" and laughs. I say "yeah whatever," then close my eyes and try to go to sleep. A second later I realize I can't sleep because I'm upset that she didn't take me seriously after initiating that conversation (I'm guessing I failed a shit test there). So I tell her,"you know what? That actually got to me, I didn't like how you responded there. I just wanted to say something rather than pretend like I was ok with it when I wasn't, now I'm just gonna let it go." She apologizes, its all good, we fall asleep.

My apartment's on the main street of town, so there's some late night drunks and whatnot all the time. Around 2am, some guy starts doing a brakestand directly outside of my bedroom window, sits there revving his engine/tires screeching, takes off after about a minute. Annoying btw. 5 mins later the guy's back, I wait for him to take off but this time he's there for about 3 mins same amount of noise. I get up, grab a glass waterbottle off the dresser, open the window, throw the bottle at him and yell as loud as I can " Hey you fuckin idiot shut the fuck up and go home!" He looks spooked and takes off. I get back to bed we fall asleep again etc. In the morning she tells me she thought I overreacted and that it was because I was lashing out from being upset at the way she blew off my sex fantasy (aka: failed a shit-test). Now my extreme emotional reaction is in her mind linked to me failing a shit test that could have gotten me untold riches in terms of sexy time. I've told her that I will refrain from any violent/potentially violent acts (within reason); not that they're a pattern, I'm a very calm person. I have the feeling I lost a lot of ground last night and now I have to get it back, I'm thinking of running some dread game to get back on track, I have a girl I can do that with we're meeting tomorrow. TL;DR: following my failure of an important shit-test I had an extreme emotional reaction to an unrelated incident now she thinks that my emotional reaction is tied to failing said shit-test. Any suggestions?