My interaction with Sean after a long day at work:

"Hey Sean, whaddya wanna eat for dinner?"

"I dunno."

"Well, are you hungry?"

"Yeah."

"Well, think about what you wanna eat."

[5 minutes later, I ask him again]

"Well, what do you want to eat?"

"I don't know."

[I leave the room.]

[5 minutes later, he comes to me]

"What do you wanna eat?"

"I don't know and I don't care."

Keep in mind, the day before I had chosen what we ate for dinner, and I was creative about it. I called my favorite sub shop I normally order from when I'm at the office. They drove to great lengths to find the apartment.

Okay, so that wasn't exactly creative but, it was something new on the menu for Sean!

We ended up having KFC...I had mac and cheese and mash. I'm havin' a hard time chewing.

We eat out a lot...We always say we'll try and to cook more but we don't. I enjoy cooking [so does Sean] but because of the move, and for other reasons like, not cleaning up after yourself, the cookin' feelin' is GONE.

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My consultation with the Oral Surgeon is next week, Wednesday.

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The dress hunt goes on. I think I need to expand my shopping horizon and try a different mall. Either I have lost my taste for clothing or the mall I frequent really sucks. I left the mall exhausted, but, not empty-handed. I left with a handbag. I collect handbags. I'm such a friggen girl.

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I have a new pillow called the CUSH pillow. It feels weird and it IS therapeutic just as it is advertised. It's basically an oversized penis gone limp.

It feels nice to squeeze. I think I'll be taking this in with me when I have my surgery.