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Update:
Teeth, or lack thereof, are a dull pain as well as being painfully dull. I may OD on motrin since my mother is rationing percocet, and my current motrin intake per dose has been about 4 little tablets; so 4 per dose times 4 doses equals death? I hope not. Popsicles and hugs and bizarre dry ice-filled freezers of ben and jerry's were very much appreciated. so that's the state of the teeth.
Last night I learned that I like meeting new people, particularly if Becca is the introducer, that 27 is SO OLD, and that everyone is related, in some way, to Helena Bonham-Carter. My week of Austen will continue as I intend to re-read Persuasion this week so that I can start the semester feeling intelligent.
The nice, relaxing break is over; AFI has claimed my soul for the bulk of next week. The good news is I'll be spending Tuesday morning at a screening of a Russian Matrix-style thriller called Nightwatch or something like that. The bad news is I won't be getting paid for the work I'm doing this week, and apparently I'll be doing quite a bit of work. I think I'd rather nap.
Right then, on we go.
Teeth, or lack thereof, are a dull pain as well as being painfully dull. I may OD on motrin since my mother is rationing percocet, and my current motrin intake per dose has been about 4 little tablets; so 4 per dose times 4 doses equals death? I hope not. Popsicles and hugs and bizarre dry ice-filled freezers of ben and jerry's were very much appreciated. so that's the state of the teeth.
Last night I learned that I like meeting new people, particularly if Becca is the introducer, that 27 is SO OLD, and that everyone is related, in some way, to Helena Bonham-Carter. My week of Austen will continue as I intend to re-read Persuasion this week so that I can start the semester feeling intelligent.
The nice, relaxing break is over; AFI has claimed my soul for the bulk of next week. The good news is I'll be spending Tuesday morning at a screening of a Russian Matrix-style thriller called Nightwatch or something like that. The bad news is I won't be getting paid for the work I'm doing this week, and apparently I'll be doing quite a bit of work. I think I'd rather nap.
Right then, on we go.