Don't forget your toothbrush.
Ugh. I am crampy. I'm sure you were all dying to know that.
Ugh. My lunch is not agreeing with me. Ugh.
On the plus side, I am getting a haircut tonight, FINALLY. I'm getting rather shaggy and discombobulated. A few days ago I said to Rachel that I was considering growing my hair out again. Her response: "You won't make it. You'll get it cut off again, you won't be able to stand it."
And here I am, getting it cut off again. The Lovely Roommate, she is wise.
Back to the oral-hygiene topic, an appalling percentage of you don't floss regularly. For shame, people.
You know how the dentist gives you a new toothbrush when you get a checkup? Which rocks, by the way. Well, the other day my dentist gave me one (with his name on it, I guess so I don't forget who to pay) but to my surprise it was soft-bristled. I've usually been a medium-to-firm girl. It just feels more like you're doing something when the bristles are harder. But you'd think that a DENTIST would give you the best kind of toothbrush. I must say, it feels nice to brush with it. Less like an abrading and more like a gentle massage.
Anyone have any actual wisdom on the efficacy of various toothbrush bristles?
*looks up at previous sentence*
You know, I wouldn't blame any of you if you defriended me purely on the basis of that question alone, as evidence that I have become SO BORING that toothbrush-bristle firmness has become a legitimate topic for discussion.
In other news, as reported by ohnotheydidnt, test audiences cheered and clapped when Tom Cruise got beat up in MI:3. I have one thing to say to that: heh.
Also, an amusing observation from a sci-fi writer whose journal I read. This weekend she's attending Eastercon, a huge and venerable British sci-fi convention in its 57th(!!) year. She was saying that she feels sorry for whoever has the Saturday evening sessions, because at about 7:00 the entire convention is going to empty out as everybody retires to the rooms en masse to watch the series two premiere of "Doctor Who."
Once again: heh.
This is one of the rare occasions when it sucks to be an American viewer. Usually we have stuff first. I have to wait for a torrent before I can watch it. Grumble. Knowing this fandom, though, it'll only take a few hours.
Ugh. My lunch is not agreeing with me. Ugh.
On the plus side, I am getting a haircut tonight, FINALLY. I'm getting rather shaggy and discombobulated. A few days ago I said to Rachel that I was considering growing my hair out again. Her response: "You won't make it. You'll get it cut off again, you won't be able to stand it."
And here I am, getting it cut off again. The Lovely Roommate, she is wise.
Back to the oral-hygiene topic, an appalling percentage of you don't floss regularly. For shame, people.
You know how the dentist gives you a new toothbrush when you get a checkup? Which rocks, by the way. Well, the other day my dentist gave me one (with his name on it, I guess so I don't forget who to pay) but to my surprise it was soft-bristled. I've usually been a medium-to-firm girl. It just feels more like you're doing something when the bristles are harder. But you'd think that a DENTIST would give you the best kind of toothbrush. I must say, it feels nice to brush with it. Less like an abrading and more like a gentle massage.
Anyone have any actual wisdom on the efficacy of various toothbrush bristles?
*looks up at previous sentence*
You know, I wouldn't blame any of you if you defriended me purely on the basis of that question alone, as evidence that I have become SO BORING that toothbrush-bristle firmness has become a legitimate topic for discussion.
In other news, as reported by ohnotheydidnt, test audiences cheered and clapped when Tom Cruise got beat up in MI:3. I have one thing to say to that: heh.
Also, an amusing observation from a sci-fi writer whose journal I read. This weekend she's attending Eastercon, a huge and venerable British sci-fi convention in its 57th(!!) year. She was saying that she feels sorry for whoever has the Saturday evening sessions, because at about 7:00 the entire convention is going to empty out as everybody retires to the rooms en masse to watch the series two premiere of "Doctor Who."
Once again: heh.
This is one of the rare occasions when it sucks to be an American viewer. Usually we have stuff first. I have to wait for a torrent before I can watch it. Grumble. Knowing this fandom, though, it'll only take a few hours.