I like that table a lot, Jesse. I want a new coffee table, too -- I wanted a big one for when we play games, but the one we got is actually too big. And it's IKEA, and already showing way more wear than I wanted.

That's sweet, Sara.

Of course, I'm now totally reconsidering the notion of a black coffee table, as I sit here looking around. Or maybe I'll replace the random end table I got from some dead relative. I want all new everything! Crap.

AUGH mechanical delay.

Most of my furniture is hand me down stuff. My couch is the newest thing I've purchased and I wish I had bought a different one. I can't justify replacing it yet.

Today is day two of the ick. I have gotten 2 load of laundry done and talked CJ through making some chicken tortilla soup (NOM). It is only 8:30 and if I could get the energy to go to my room, I'd be going to bed.

Poor Dana. I hope you're reprieved soon.

The only new furniture I've ever bought is bookcases and office furniture. As far as I know, the only new furniture my mother ever bought was couches. (Antique couches do not meet modern standards of comfort.) I can't pretend to be normal on the subject; as a teenager, I spent my allowance on buying antique furniture and refinishing it.

I am waiting on a crapload of my grandmother's furniture to be delivered to us. I am not permitted to even think about furniture until we've got that in the house. Or should I say, small apartment.

Okay, I know I don't have anyone to blame but myself, but I thought I'd find out. So I changed the channel to Why Did I Get Married? and although there's no Madea it's intensely irritating, and it endorses some relationship attitudes that drive me up the wall. Batshit.

I know, but I had to know.

So why did he or she get married?

Because the women are always in the right, it seems. No matter how vile or vituperative and jealous they are, saying sorry makes it all okay.