Randomness and chaos.
Today I had a dentist's appointment. I hate it. Had three teeth worked on. Go back Friday to have three more done. Sat for about an hour and a half. Went faster than expected. Still sucked. People hate going to the dentist...but why? Is it the pain, the wasted time, havint half a dozen steel tools jammed in your mouth and having someone staring up your nose and being forced to almost stare up their's? For me, it's the sitting. Or laying. Whatever. Waste of time. Too restless to sit for that long with little more than my thoughts. Today I tried to review Spanish, but then moved on to my scales. I don't remember what else I thought about.
Dentists wear eye guards. Why? The assistant today said because they had had close calls with flying water and some materials they use. However, they are having patients wear them now. Do I feel more comfortable? Eh. I just couldn't stop wondering if they could see through the sunglass-esque protective gear. Couldn't help but wonder if they kept seeing my eyes flutter shut.
Got home after dentist's appointment. Saw voice message on cell. From sister-in-law, asking if I could help babysit Julia. Had to turn around and drive back the thirty or so miles I had just covered. It was my fault. Should have called before I left dentist's. Spent about six hours with Jen and Julia. It was nice.
I'm a chicken. Saw cabana boy's brother in Old Navy the other day while I was on fitting room duty. He tried on eight things. He was with a girl (girlfriend, pretty sure), and I was like...okay, if she leaves, I'll say hi or something to him...but I'm an idiot and didn't, even after she left. I'm almost certain he recognized me. But didn't say anything. It's not that big of a deal. I didn't know Ryan that well, but I'm almost certain he knew who I was, and he didn't say anything either. I even had the farkin' name tag on. But anyway...not that big a deal.
I hate being who I am...but can't be anyone else. Why go through the trouble of changing...if you're just going to hate the person you become next?
Dentists wear eye guards. Why? The assistant today said because they had had close calls with flying water and some materials they use. However, they are having patients wear them now. Do I feel more comfortable? Eh. I just couldn't stop wondering if they could see through the sunglass-esque protective gear. Couldn't help but wonder if they kept seeing my eyes flutter shut.
Got home after dentist's appointment. Saw voice message on cell. From sister-in-law, asking if I could help babysit Julia. Had to turn around and drive back the thirty or so miles I had just covered. It was my fault. Should have called before I left dentist's. Spent about six hours with Jen and Julia. It was nice.
I'm a chicken. Saw cabana boy's brother in Old Navy the other day while I was on fitting room duty. He tried on eight things. He was with a girl (girlfriend, pretty sure), and I was like...okay, if she leaves, I'll say hi or something to him...but I'm an idiot and didn't, even after she left. I'm almost certain he recognized me. But didn't say anything. It's not that big of a deal. I didn't know Ryan that well, but I'm almost certain he knew who I was, and he didn't say anything either. I even had the farkin' name tag on. But anyway...not that big a deal.
I hate being who I am...but can't be anyone else. Why go through the trouble of changing...if you're just going to hate the person you become next?