Drilling holes in teeth
Jun. 19th, 2003 03:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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shipperkitten, who was thinking about me earlier. She's perfectly right, of course; it was chance remarks on the parts of three different people that led to this, the most-destructive-to-the-outside-world friendship of all time, and if things had even been slightly different, it would have never have happened. I find it a very sobering thought.
Philosophy aside, we were having an interesting conversation, about lycanthropy and fangirlishness, and, well, I may as well leave it there.
All of that came later, though; Em didn't wake up until after me this morning, which is a highly uncommon occurrence. That makes it sound like we live together; we don't. If we did, we'd kill each other. Anyway. I got up at nine and didn't see hide nor hair of Em until midday. Apparently the RDA chat went well(!) I'd spent the morning reading fanfic; after a few hours of it, the lines between fiction and reality were beginning to blur, I went out.My mother, god love her, told me this morning I had to go to the dentist, but I think I would have gone out anyway. I was getting claustrophobic, and besides there's a guy outside attempting to fix the gate - "attempting" is the word, and in order to get away from the constant opening/closing, I got my bike and rode on out.
It's been a while since I went into the village, and an equally long time since I've ridden that bike anywhere. I never got my cycling proficiency test, so I guess I'm breaking local bye-laws by riding it, and in a stroke of irony, I actually rode past a group of children taking their tests. I heard one kid shout, "That girl's not wearing a helmet!" when I rode past.
My dentist was as charming as ever. His name's Leigh, which I thought strange - I'd always assumed the other spelling of the name was more likely. But then, I do have both a Leigh and a Lee on my friends list, and they're both girls. Anyway, where was I? Yes... my dentist, an utter charmer even when he's drilling holes in my teeth. I didn't even mind the fact that half my mouth is numb and I can't talk. Damn him.
Following that, I dropped in to Pritchard's to say hi to Tony, but he wasn't there, so I went on to the library, forgetting in my stupidity that it's Thursday and they were closed. Back to fanfic, I think. I can't talk!
shipperkitten, who was thinking about me earlier. She's perfectly right, of course; it was chance remarks on the parts of three different people that led to this, the most-destructive-to-the-outside-world friendship of all time, and if things had even been slightly different, it would have never have happened. I find it a very sobering thought.Philosophy aside, we were having an interesting conversation, about lycanthropy and fangirlishness, and, well, I may as well leave it there.
All of that came later, though; Em didn't wake up until after me this morning, which is a highly uncommon occurrence. That makes it sound like we live together; we don't. If we did, we'd kill each other. Anyway. I got up at nine and didn't see hide nor hair of Em until midday. Apparently the RDA chat went well(!) I'd spent the morning reading fanfic; after a few hours of it, the lines between fiction and reality were beginning to blur, I went out.My mother, god love her, told me this morning I had to go to the dentist, but I think I would have gone out anyway. I was getting claustrophobic, and besides there's a guy outside attempting to fix the gate - "attempting" is the word, and in order to get away from the constant opening/closing, I got my bike and rode on out.
It's been a while since I went into the village, and an equally long time since I've ridden that bike anywhere. I never got my cycling proficiency test, so I guess I'm breaking local bye-laws by riding it, and in a stroke of irony, I actually rode past a group of children taking their tests. I heard one kid shout, "That girl's not wearing a helmet!" when I rode past.
My dentist was as charming as ever. His name's Leigh, which I thought strange - I'd always assumed the other spelling of the name was more likely. But then, I do have both a Leigh and a Lee on my friends list, and they're both girls. Anyway, where was I? Yes... my dentist, an utter charmer even when he's drilling holes in my teeth. I didn't even mind the fact that half my mouth is numb and I can't talk. Damn him.
Following that, I dropped in to Pritchard's to say hi to Tony, but he wasn't there, so I went on to the library, forgetting in my stupidity that it's Thursday and they were closed. Back to fanfic, I think. I can't talk!
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on 2003-06-19 01:40 pm (UTC)Also, my freshly filled tooth sends love and sympathy to yours.
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on 2003-06-19 03:02 pm (UTC)quoth the Raven, in the middle of painfully chewing a strawberry bon-bon.