Damn straight. I've had this @()*#&@# headache for 4 days now.

I have actually made a doctor's appt for tomorrow about it. Hopefully just making the appt will scare it away.

So, I just told my dad that I joined Match.com, since his "solution" to my current potential living situation is that I should get married. He got a little too excited. I knew there was a reason I wasn't going to tell them about that.

Yes, Jen, I am a "Wire" *fiend* who's been counting down to the new season for months. Fair warning though: The Wire is even more love-it-or-hate-it than Homicide and the arcs are long. You will either think it's brilliant or like watching paint dry. There is no middle ground. Except for the ep named "Middle Ground" which got an emmy nomination.

So, I just told my dad that I joined Match.com, since his "solution" to my current potential living situation is that I should get married.

Um. Don't you need to find a solution in, like, 90 days? Unless you are going to marry Emily (and listen to me, honey -- smart, pretty, mathy, helps with the dishes and fusses lovingly over you when you're feeling low: you could do a lot worse), I don't think Match.com is quite the solution you need.

Of course, dads get slightly craxy about all that grown-up daughter stuff. Last weekend my dad's girlfriend pulled me aside and told me sotto voce that for the past three years running she'd had to talk my dad out of giving us kids baby clothes as Christmas presents. His idea of a gentle yet witty hint. @@

Don't you need to find a solution in, like, 90 days?

Yup. I explained, gently, that we would have to go with the "expidited" relationship, which I'm just not willing to settle for :).

Parents. Can't live with 'em. Can't live without 'em.

sj, you are not stupid. Taking a wrong turn in a new neighborhood? Happens to everyone without a navigator. It's frustrating and scary when it gets you lost, but don't beat yourself up.

vw, I think you should arrange for your Dad to meet Expeditable Boy. That one was an argument for slowing things down.

That one was an argument for slowing things down.

Oh, yeah! But, see, apparently, I'm not trying hard enough. I should be sending out several e-mails an hour apparently. Oh, and why didn't I go with eHarmony? Don't they have better results? Even if they're more expensive...

Actually, I'd be in tears if this weren't so freaking funny.

This is why I NEVER tell my parents I'm seeing someone until it's gotten to being an actual "relationship," whatever that means.

My students have their final exam on Friday. I had two hours worth of office hours today. Only four students showed up. I'm betting I'm going to get a whole ton of panicked emails Wednesday night, asking to set up an appointment on Thursday.

This is why I NEVER tell my parents I'm seeing someone until it's gotten to being an actual "relationship," whatever that means.

That was my plan. I should have stuck with it. I just panicked, ya know?