*cough*

I'm wondering if my house is making me feel worse. I have this cold - and to others I probably don't sound so bad because I'm not really stuffed up in the nose and my cough is a dry kind of cough that just sounds like an average, clear-your-throat sound. But I have a constant tickle that makes me cough and my throat has been aching. And with my house having such dry heat, and me not having a humidifier, I'm sure it's not helping the dull nagging ache. Especially in the mornings, being that I sleep with my mouth wide open. Most unattractive. I'm also extra sleepy; a sure sign of being ill.

This being the case, I haven't really had anything going on. Especially nothing of particular importance or interest to write about in here. I haven't even really gone out of my house except to go to work. Mark has been at his parents house the past couple days (good things brewing in that arena!) and I've just been lazing around like a sloth. It's just as well since I'm so broke these days. But I do think we're going to be venturing out tonight ... an actual bar! I haven't seen the inside of a bar in a looooong time. But, being Sam's birthday on Monday, Ben and she are going to see some bands play tonight at the Lager House and the rest of us kids have been asked to come along. Should be a fun time, if I don't choke on my coughs and the bar stink.

In other "yay!" news, I got my W2's finally and was able to do my taxes in about 10 minutes, for only $15.95 using TaxAct Online. I used them last year and was impressed. I also got my refund back in half the time they said it would take (roughly 5 days), so Mark and I both used it this year. I'm getting a sizable refund and plan to make some payments to loans I'm currently chipping away at. I also plan to pay the remainder of my elliptical machine off and bring the bitch home, finally (i'm so fat). AND I plan to save a bit for our vacation (hopefully) in March. Sigh. I really should take part of it and open a Roth IRA or something, but ... I can't fathom using all the money for "adult" things.

I like to keep a healthy balance of responsible-adult behavior and you-only-live-once-and-you-never-know-when-you'll-die-so-have-fun-now behavior about me. Hell, I could be 65 and wealthy and run off to Jamaica then, after waiting all my life to pay off bills and save money. OR I could go now, when I'm scraping by and have no savings to my name, but at least I'm still able to enjoy life and smoke some weed and have great sex. :)

It's really an easy decision.

los squishy?

In the advent of Stephen's (from The Real OC) cancellation at The Necto, I've been avidly looking up all that I can find on our favorite rich teens. So far I've found, and am not so sure it's real, Lo's journal {ding! ding! order UP!} as well as Deiter's charity run site (this one is real). sigh.

oh, and btw: I scored a 38% on the "How Laguna Beach are you?" Quizie!
What about you?

i officially cannot wait for Laguna Beach 2 now.

Friend: "If you and Stephen ever had babies, they'd be so good looking."
Kristin: "They would, 'cause Stephen's all tan."

sha-sh-sh shake that ass, girl

The past few days have been spent shoveling myself out of my house and driveway, tending to my sick babydoll and trying to eat healthier. Needless to say, it was a less than eventful weekend. I did hang with my mom and aunts on Friday night for Lisa's birthday; we ate at Macaroni Grill (got our desserts paid for!), then we saw Sideways and then hung out at a new Irish pub on that side of town called The Claddagh. Then Saturday came the snow ... and all the parking tickets! I swear, Dearborn police have nothing better to do than to send several cars at a time out to the subdivisions and write people up for being in the way of the snow plow. Funny how AFTER they ticketed us and we moved our cars, they still haven't plowed the spots they couldn't get to in the first place ... It's been 3 days.

But in happier news, I took Mark on a surprise mini-date last night. I had already planned on it, but wasn't sure if we still were gonna go since he hadn't been feeling well. We decided to still go and he was so surprised and excited to find that we were going to see The Grateful Dead Movie that was recently digitally remasterd in High-Definition and released for three days only at the Emagine theater.

The film is basically a night at a Dead show in 1977 somewhere in California with backstage footage and MUCH crowd & fan footage, coupled with some trippy animation. Jerry Garcia was the director. It was great to see a show like that, since I never had the opportunity to go to a show while Jerry was alive. Mark's been to too many to count and misses every minute of it. It was funny, the folks dancing, spinning - "noodle" dancing, if you will - didn't really look too much different from the folks you see at today's "hippie shows." It was an interesting time capsule of a film. And it sure did make me wanna get up in the aisles and boogie.