January 30th, 2007

hermione by oatmilk

Eric: "What's that HBSP phone number that I'm always losing and that I always call you for?"

I got my regular cavity filled today.  (Root canal is next Wednesday.)  I don't remember the procedure taking this long when I had my first cavity six years ago or whatever.

Early in our conversation, the dentist quipped, "I wrestle with immaturity every day," to which I replied, " 'Wrestle with?'  I had the impression that you wholeheartedly embraced it."  He laughed and kept trying to start sentences and not coming up with anything.  I said, "See, you don't even have a response to that."  He said, "I'm just trying to think of how I can tell this story without blushing," though he then conceded that he's not really a blusher.

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I got back around lunch time and wasn't up for a real lunch since I couldn't feel one side of my mouth.  I had Eric's potato chips and probably half his mozzarella balls -- mozzarella, basil, and tomato, from the salad bar.  All that was left over of the seminar [near 5pm] was 3 M&M cookies, some tea breads, and a bowl of guac and a bowl of salsa.  Boo.

I still haven't gone to the gym.  Le suck.


"Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition" joke!


::loooks at time::  Hey, I can actually go to bed early tonight.  Woot.