I'm on hold right now with a furniture company. Blech. I bought a small chest of drawers to use as a nightstand. Jay and I start to put it together yesterday, only to find that several (7) of the parts were broken and unusable. So I had to get replacement parts from the manufacturer. I hope they give me my parts, and don't think "7 parts? She must be crazy." heh. I have a theory that having a real nightstand (rather than one of those little cheesy occasional tables with a tablecloth) will revolutionize my room. My room will be CLEAN! Instead of looking like my occasional table puked.

Ben Folds is touring solo, with just him and his piano (much like Tori Amos did this fall. Ben Folds is so deriative. heh.) I really would like to see a show of him with the piano. I'm listening to Rockin' the Suburbs right now, and I really really love that cd.

I'm in a wanderlust sorta mood right now. I want to take a trip somewhere, or do something. I want to go to New Jersey to see Beth, to DC to see Ilya (and his new Camaro) and Nicole and Tara, home to see Craig and Emily, to the Caribbean for a cruise.. I just don't want to deal with life here. I want some sort of escape. Maybe I can talk Jay into going somewhere over his spring break for a few days. March 11-16th. Maybe I can take a few of those days off or something. Maybe I'm just trying to escape reality. Nothing changes if I go a few hundred miles away.

There's been some crap going on in my life lately, family-related, and personal. The family stuff could very well tear me to bits if I let it (nobody in my family has done anything, it's all a situation out of our realm of control). The best option I have is not thinking about it. And if I haven't already discussed it with you, please don't ask me about it. Seriously. We're talking about the possibility of me being curled up in fetal position in a corner for months. Blech. Also, my stupid TMJ/TMD.. after going to five different doctors, it's been decided I need a root canal. It took nearly two years to figure that out. Gah. Does anyone think I'd be laughed at if I took a teddybear in with me when I get it done? It always drives me crazy to have dental work done and my hands are there, and I just clench tighter and tighter.. I think if I had something to hold onto, it'd be easier. (That statement applies to much of life: "If I just had something to hold onto, it'd be easier.") Anyhow.. the pain in my mouth/jaw has kept me from sleeping as well as I'd like. I just generally feel crappy. But I don't have neuropathy like they thought I did. If I did, the medication I was taking should have started to improve things (which it didn't.) But I also don't have to take the horrid stuff anymore, which made me sick as a dog.

Last night someone called for Aimee at 2:30 am, and we were both ready to shoot whomever it was. I answered the phone.
"Is Aimee there?"
"She's ASLEEP."
"Oh."
"Please don't call this late again. Goodbye."
Who the hell calls at 2:30 am on a weeknight? That's some nerve. Unless you specifically know that someone is awake, or have an emergency, don't call me that late. Nor my roommate.

There's been a little tension lately at good ol' Winter Garden, over stupid things. I think alot of it is that I'm grouchy because I feel bad, and she's a bit grouchy because her job is not the smoothest place in the world. I don't know. I got accused of ditching her for Jay last Sunday, which isn't true. We had vague plans to see a movie, and I asked if we could reschedule it. Instead, Jay and I made dinner and watched the Simpson's. I took him home before 10 pm, I'm pretty sure. I felt pretty bad, if I remember correctly, physically. I didn't want to go out. Now I'm kind of annoyed because we're going to the early showing of I am Sam tomorrow, and that kinda screws up my day's plans. To go to the late show screws up hers.

I sound incredibly pissy right now. I'm not, really. I'm not depressed or anything, just a little stressed and out of it. I did get Cake tickets for Cincinnati in February. That will rock. I will have a new computer (with a CD BURNER!!!!!!!) sometime next week, and that will also rock. I have a great kitty, whom I love dearly. I've figured out if I can get her to crawl up in my bed with me and cuddle before I go to sleep, she's more likely not to bother me at night.

I made really good brownies last night. Martha White Chewy Brownies, one of the cheapest brands there was. Yet oh-so-yummy.

Ok, three posts in one week is getting a bit crazy. I don't want to overdo things here. heh. au revoir.

I just ordered my new computer. It's a 1.2Ghz Celeron with 256mb of RAM, a CD-RW, and a 40Gb hard drive. Rock on.

It'll be so great. I'm so excited I could do the happy dance.

I know, long time, no blog. Forgive me.

First of all, my stupid jaw/TMJ/TMD problems.. OUCH. After going to the University of Kentucky Orofacial Pain clinic (one of the few and best in the country, highly recommended by my friend/former therapist Jamie), they've decided I have neuropathy. Literally, that translates into "A disease or abnormality of the nervous system." The nerves in my jaw/teeth think there's something wrong with those (perfectly healthy) teeth, and send messages to the brain, "The teeth hurt!" The brain responds by making my jaw tighten up, and my teeth throb. My teeth are stupid. However, I'm taking medicine that's supposed to help, and I hope it starts to soon.

We got about 7 inches of snow this weekend (in my estimation). I cleaned off Aimee's and my car, and we made an itty bitty snowman. He had reindeer corn (think candy corn, but in Christmas colors) for his eyes and nose, but they seem to have fallen off. And I think his head fell off this morning. The poor guy. He never stood a fighting chance. And might I note that I really love the Calvin and Hobbes comics with the armies of little snowmen, I just don't ever see that happening. Snowman building is not easy.

I really want to buy a house. If anyone wants to give me the money for a downpayment, I'd be a happy person. C'mon, don't you have an extra $10,000 lying around? You know you do. Just send it to me. Paypal will work. My email is colleenanne at maxweb.com .

My sweater is strangling me. I forgot how much I hate this sweater. And my car insurance is increasing by $30 a month, because of the stupid wreck I had in the parking lot of McDonald's awhile back (that technically wasn't my fault, the person was going the wrong way in a one way lane, and I couldn't see them. Insurance companies deemed it otherwise, because I hit her.) Blargh. An extra dollar a day because I wanted a cheeseburger. I'll remember that next time I crave McDonald's.

I'm waiting for my tax refund to come in. It'll be new computer time! (and pay off the old computer time!) I'll be a part of the new millennium with something faster than 233mhz. Wow. Maybe my DSL connection will seem like a true broadband connection, when my computer catches up with it.

That's all I have to talk about. Nothing exciting, I know. It's winter, and there's really not much to do. I have so much less drama in my life these days.. but that's ok. Drama gets old after awhile, and love and stability happily take its place.