Lackluster lundi.

I've had a rough few days. I've been anxious, depressed and all around a big ball of anti-fun. I can't really explain why I get like this now and then, but it's always a drag because one part of my mind can't be bothered while another part is yelling to just get up and go. There's a good chance it can be attributed to a mix of the weather, the pile of paperwork I wake up to every morning and my habit of playing armchair psychologist even when I could use one myself. I've felt detached from everything, even as I do it. It's like I'm watching everything through a pair of foggy binoculars. Luckily, I think I'm on the downside and should be able to get myself back together soon- if I look close enough I can see a pattern emerge every time I feel adrift like I do. It'll go away and come back again, just as always, but I suppose that's how it's supposed to be.

Toothy woes.

A while ago I was told I have a rare tooth problem, where a few of my teeth formed in the wrong positions before growing in. Most of them have worked themselves out, but there is one particular on the upper right part of my mouth where it hasn't. Currently, I have two canine teeth in a row, with no bicuspid where there should be one. I was told I'd need dental surgery to pull one of the canine's and get the bicuspid which was lodged above the rest of my teeth. Recently though, the tooth began to move down and now I have a turf war in my mouth (oh, the jokes that could be made...). I tell you this, because despite the fact that I'm 20 years old, and I *should* have been done with this years ago, I keep wiggling it like I'm 8 again, and it's a really weird feeling which has distracted me for a while. It snags on everything, so naturally I've been trying everything to get rid of it once and for all. Biting apples, chewing gum, brushing it obsessively, etc. I'm almost tempted to let my brother tie it to a doorknob like he's been begging me to do.

Too bad the tooth fairy doesn't make house calls for adults.. could've scored big with this one.

Spring ahead.

I am finally all caught up on my work (soon to be flogged down by more this weekend), so today I went out to a local clothing shop with my mom for some light browsing, not intending to get anything. While there, we found some really cute clothes, and I wound up getting a pair of spring-length sweatpants, a tank top and a cute floral skirt. When we got home, I flipped on the weather channel and learned that apparently, we are in for cold weather and a little snow tonight. Oh, that's right... it's still February. I guess I jumped ahead of myself there.

Looking at a long week.

I can't believe the amount of work that has piled up this past week. A few days ago my to-do list was down to just a few run of the mill things I do every week (homework, reading, etc.) but suddenly I've got a list at-least half a page long. My list-writing habit may be the end of me after this one.

Pinteresting!

Has anyone heard of the website Pinterest.com? If not, it's an interesting site where there are thousands of photos that can be 'pinned' to a virtual board where they are saved. It sounds a bit strange, but honestly, it's quickly becoming one of my favorite websites ever. There are photos which link to articles and tutorials about just about everything. This site plays to people's inner voyeurism, so naturally more and more people are flocking to it. I was lucky enough to get an invite, which is the only way to sign up (anyone who wants one just has to comment with an email address) and I've been browsing around the last few days. I've become a bit addicted though, so I think I'll have to limit how long I allow myself on there from now on. Whoops. What's great about it is that it allows you to explore pretty much any topic, be it crafts, design, fashion, cooking, etc. I've already compiled a long list, or board, of things I'd like to make which I'll have to add to yet another of my ever-expanding lists of things I'd like to try out. Might have to consolidate those...

On the downturn.

Sorry I've been absent so long. The last few days have been full of sneezing, body aches and whining about how cold I was under 238948734 blankets. It's flu season here and it hit me pretty hard. In the past 48 hours, I have slept, literally, atleast 24. For someone who typically doesn't sleep well, that is a huge deal for me. During my waking hours, I've been attempting to have something slightly resembling conversations with my equally-ill mother which have gone something like this:
Mom: "I feel like shit".
Me: "mmhmm"
*five minutes later*
Me: "I feel like shit"
Mom: "me too..."

Everything still hurts, but it should be subsiding soon. Hopefully.

ARGH!

Sorry I haven't been here the last few days- I'm sick. Typically, the winter doesn't take such a toll on me, but for some reason I've been down for the count this week. As of now, I have a fever, chills, aches, and all the other beautiful symptoms that go along with cold-like-illnesses. I haven't felt this bad since I had Swine Flu in 2009. Lovely.

Sincere Appologies.

Apparently there's a virus going around lately. Naturally I wound up with it. Sorry for yet another lag in posts- I promise I'll do a better job of it when I'm feeling a bit better.

Grease (not the lightning variety).

Here's a word to the wise: don't get hot pork grease on your face. It hurts like a bastard.
I did this today while breaking up some pulled pork. The grease shot up and landed on my chin, right cheek and right eyelid. Now my face hurts (go ahead, the joke is already set up...).
I'm going to put a cool cloth on my face and hope I don't wake up with blisters this time, though I think that's wishful thinking.

Celebration of Solitude (Official Name Pending).

I love holidays.
I'll find pretty much any reason to celebrate anything, and I like to go as far as I can with it. I spend months planning out Thanksgiving and Christmas, and will even go so far as to wear green, plan a special meal and blast irish music in the days leading up to St. Patrics day. The only holiday I am continuously underwhelmed by is Valentine's day (don't worry, the irony is not lost on me). I am not one of those people who typically thinks it's sweet to see the happy couples rubbing my face in the fact that they're paired up while I'm all by my lonesome. I'm not jealous, but I always feel a bit left out. There's no day to celebrate the single life, so from now on, I think I'll begin celebrating it myself. I'm aiming for sometime in June since I've always thought of it as the loneliest month of the year for it's lack of celebration. There's no reason single people should be completely excluded just because the greeting card companies haven't found a way to profit from them. I haven't come up with a date yet, but I will.
I'll even make cupcakes.