I don't think that I should have to justify my feelings if having to walk through it every day and look at it out my window makes me uncomfortable.

You don't. (By the way, I am impressed that you kept your cool on FB the other day with the person who commented several times about how you really should change your mind about being sick of Christmas. Didn't she even say something like "I really want you to think about changing your mind"? *I* was ready to tell her to pipe down, but I figured since you were ignoring her, I would do the same.)

By the way, I am impressed that you kept your cool on FB the other day with the person who commented several times about how you really should change your mind about being sick of Christmas. Didn't she even say something like "I really want you to think about changing your mind"? *I* was ready to tell her to pipe down, but I figured since you were ignoring her, I would do the same.

She's about 80 years old, and she was my French teacher in middle school and high school. I really couldn't say anything disrespectful, so I went with saying nothing.

Hil. I'm sorry that the decorations make you uncomfortable.

I did some reading and writing done today, but other than that and emptying out my DVR I got nothing done. I'm still feeling ooky from last night's an anxiety attack, and my stomach is really unhappy today. TCG will be home soon. I was going to make dinner, but I don't feel like eating so I'll see if he wants a veggie burger or something quick before we do our errands.

so I have been having some pain on my teeth in the left side. Sensitive to chew over there, sensitivity to hot and cold.

It has become kind of painful, so I decided to see a dentist. I don't as a rule enjoy going to the dentist.

Beau had to go because he broke a tooth, so I went to see his dentist and of course I had worked myself up: I'm going to need a tooth pulled, a crown, extensive work that will go into June 2013, etc.

Get this: no infection anywhere.

Dentist believes that my pain is as a result of grinding my fucking teeth at night and recommended a mouth guard and perhaps a change of shoes.

!!!!

Unfuckingbelievable.

I'm going in for a full set of x-rays, etc. in January.

Hey, a change of shoes beats getting a tooth pulled for reals.

I really couldn't say anything disrespectful, so I went with saying nothing.

Sounds like the best plan in this case. I'm sorry if the decorations, or radio stations that randomly dump usual programming, or any of it makes you uncomfortable. Discomfort isn't right or wrong, it just is, and I hope that it is as minimal as possible.

Ugh. Must rant; ROOOMMATE! (Imagine in khan voice)

If I ask you to take something to the post office because I will be heading out of town, and I want it out soonest, and it's in a priority mail envelope, DO NOT stick it in a bag, tell me you mailed it, and only two weeks later when I haven't gotten paid, "find" it in a work bag. For fucks sake. If I didn't need it to go out for THREE WEEKS, I would've waited and mailed it myself. Fuck.

Wait, le n, how are shoes involved?

I had a supremely ragetastic day and was looking forward to making a baked potato when I got home and even started preheating the oven but realized - I used all my regular potatos to make latkes.

I'm still so, so angry. The only reason I'm not drinking yet is that I might take Xanax instead.

gives stinkeye to meara's roomy and smonster's day

smonster,

so my dentist said that one's bite and jaw affect one's posture and stance and vice versa. He has patients whose jaw pain is affected by their shoes.

this shit was news to me, but because I also have been wearing different shoes in recent weeks, I'm going to try that.

I used to share an office with a Jewish guy, and every year for the Christmas door decorating contest we did a Hanukkah door. We always joked about doing a High Holidays door decorating contest, and then he would go on a rant about trivializing holy days, and I would counter with a lecture on rites of intensification. Good times.

ION, Mal and I are currently sitting by the fire in the lobby of a Residence Inn, which is about as close to a European hostel vibe as I could find in an American chain hotel.