Mrrrrrrghhhhhhhh.
I never want to go to the dentist again. Don't get me wrong, the dude was very nice, and the filling went well, but it took way longer than it should have (it should not take two and a half hours to get a single filling. Should not). So much of that time was spent waiting for this or that, and I have to say I was slightly unnerved with the dentist talking about how much he hates the composite filler they use (he wanted me to get a silver filling, but my vanity kept me from having a silver filling put in a front(ish) tooth.
I always get the impression that dentists think I'm just the most slovenly person ever, because even though I take care of my teeth just like everyone else, I get cavities from time to time, and through some sort of crazy dentist ray, they always seem to think that a lot of my teeth have issues. Honestly, it's not that big of a trainwreck!
...am I the only one this happens to, or am I correct in thinking that dentists all get very greedy and they just see that million dollar payday in everyone's mouth? (Also, duh, I don't have dental insurance and I leave in ten days; I don't have the money or the time to have x-rays taken and more shit done, or I would be doing it.)
Maybe that's it--it's the same thing as the doctors that look at you with complete disdain when your this or that is too high; it's the idea that you're just lazy, disgusting, or stupid as opposed to not made of money and time.
Also, I'm feeling really on edge lately because I haven't been able to eat much at all without feeling horribly sick since whatever day it was that I bitched about it before; I feel okay today and told a friend we'd go out, so I'll give her a call in a little while.
At least the girl at the Bath and Body Works let me redeem my coupons early so that I could pick up travel-sized soaps and whatnot; and I've told my dad that I'm taking at least Monday off. Strangely, it was my dad's idea for me to take Monday--as you know, I was planning to take another day since so many people are gone, but...I guess freaking out on him a little bit worked, or...something.
So...I have at least one day off. Whoo hoo.
Also, I am downloading yasu's new PV to cheer myself up. (Unchangingly, I have already bought the thing in triplicate, so...I think it's all right.)
Speaking of nifty yasu-swag, the fanclub sent out the tour goods on Friday.
COME TO ME MY PRETTIES, BEFORE I LEAVE THE COUNTRYYYY
I want to behold your awesome! And...if I can bring myself to use my Cocoichi hand towels, I am told they will be both adorable and useful!
Also, I totally want to put my Black List Tour keitai strap onto my DS! It matches!
I also never want to pack again, but I still have to pack my carry-on bag (read: clothes in case my one bag gets lost, and Janne for sanity and I am so bringing kiyo's DVD and Hirakata because I want to watch it again). I realize that I have several lists that I'm keeping, and while part of me feels so adult and organized, the other part feels really...out of place about all of this still.
I am also amused that my carry on is pretty much the evidence of every kink I've got; I mean...Janne, books, and my corset's going in there too. On the one hand, I feel like I have not enough stuff for my suitcases; but then I remember all the things I'm planning to leave behind.
I should get ready to go to dinner. I hope I can eat something.
I always get the impression that dentists think I'm just the most slovenly person ever, because even though I take care of my teeth just like everyone else, I get cavities from time to time, and through some sort of crazy dentist ray, they always seem to think that a lot of my teeth have issues. Honestly, it's not that big of a trainwreck!
...am I the only one this happens to, or am I correct in thinking that dentists all get very greedy and they just see that million dollar payday in everyone's mouth? (Also, duh, I don't have dental insurance and I leave in ten days; I don't have the money or the time to have x-rays taken and more shit done, or I would be doing it.)
Maybe that's it--it's the same thing as the doctors that look at you with complete disdain when your this or that is too high; it's the idea that you're just lazy, disgusting, or stupid as opposed to not made of money and time.
Also, I'm feeling really on edge lately because I haven't been able to eat much at all without feeling horribly sick since whatever day it was that I bitched about it before; I feel okay today and told a friend we'd go out, so I'll give her a call in a little while.
At least the girl at the Bath and Body Works let me redeem my coupons early so that I could pick up travel-sized soaps and whatnot; and I've told my dad that I'm taking at least Monday off. Strangely, it was my dad's idea for me to take Monday--as you know, I was planning to take another day since so many people are gone, but...I guess freaking out on him a little bit worked, or...something.
So...I have at least one day off. Whoo hoo.
Also, I am downloading yasu's new PV to cheer myself up. (Unchangingly, I have already bought the thing in triplicate, so...I think it's all right.)
Speaking of nifty yasu-swag, the fanclub sent out the tour goods on Friday.
COME TO ME MY PRETTIES, BEFORE I LEAVE THE COUNTRYYYY
I want to behold your awesome! And...if I can bring myself to use my Cocoichi hand towels, I am told they will be both adorable and useful!
Also, I totally want to put my Black List Tour keitai strap onto my DS! It matches!
I also never want to pack again, but I still have to pack my carry-on bag (read: clothes in case my one bag gets lost, and Janne for sanity and I am so bringing kiyo's DVD and Hirakata because I want to watch it again). I realize that I have several lists that I'm keeping, and while part of me feels so adult and organized, the other part feels really...out of place about all of this still.
I am also amused that my carry on is pretty much the evidence of every kink I've got; I mean...Janne, books, and my corset's going in there too. On the one hand, I feel like I have not enough stuff for my suitcases; but then I remember all the things I'm planning to leave behind.
I should get ready to go to dinner. I hope I can eat something.