Tired. Late. I've been staying awake for no reason. Just avoiding sleep. TM and I cooked HUGE dinner today. Big production- like a movie I would have been the director and TM would have been the producer. Started with minestrone... followed by rolls, spaghetti pomodoro, and then on top of spinach leaves laid an incredibly juicy chicken breast- stuffed with goat cheese mixed with thyme, rosemary, parsley, chopped onions, mushrooms, and lemon juice- the breast topped with a mushroom and tomoato broth and lightly peppered. Cabernet Sauginion and a fresh chocolate chip cookie for desert. I almost threw up. It was fantastic. Third big fancy meal in one week. I dont think I'm about to make a habit though. TM saw Edward Scissorhands for the first time (best soundtrack ever!) and now we retire to our respective bedrooms.

Or rather, he did and I am avoiding sleep for no apparent reason. I dont like falling to sleep. Once I'm there I dont mind, but I almost fear the process of getting there; it's so hard for me. I cant just crawl in bed and turn off. My mind doesn't shut up. Its like 30 minutes before I fall asleep I turn into Kathy from the newspaper comics. YAK YAK YAK YAK YAK in my head. I've gotten better over the years- it used to take me 1 to 2 hours to fall asleep. I'm down to about 30 minutes which is pretty good. Still I'm jealous of my roomie who can almost fall asleep standing up (I've seen this!!!). There's so much I want to do! How can one sleep?! Its like being dead for a bit- you loose this part of your life you're never going to get back. But if you dont do it, the rest of your life wont be livable- a nightly paradox.

In other goings ons I have rediscovered Absolutely Fabulous and watched the entire series. I'm bag to saying things like "blimey" and "boot of the car" in my day to day english without even thinking about it. I like getting weird expressions from people.

I've got a fantastic New Years Resolution I'll write about soon. This one is going to be a toughy. BIG DEAL.

Strange turn of character for me; I've started listening to country music. I've spent my entire life hating country music- why in the past 2 months has it begun to grow on me? Is it I who has changed? Or is it the music? I think its a bit of both. The older hook-less extra-twangy songs still make me wince, but Sara Evans and Rascal Flatts have been keeping me company all day. I'm getting tired with the current pop crunk music. It's too predictable. Chick sings melody, thug bridges with rap, chick sings melody. Country is new enough to me that I haven't found all its trademarks yet.

I REALLY should be in bed....