Dentistry and Writing-ry

I had a dentist appointment this morning. I had to get crowns on some of my teeth. Luckily the numb has worn off. But now I have to deal with the fact that I feel like I have this weird plastic-tasting bubble gum-peanut butter amalgam stuck to my teeth. For the next month. Until the permanent crown comes in. Plus the soreness that’s going to last a couple of days thanks to the shots themselves. Do any of you have crowns? How long did it take you to get used to the feeling? Or did you have problems at all?

I heard, hallelujah, from the office with the grad assistantship I really really really want today. Of course, I went to bed about an hour before they called at 3pm, so they left a message. But it sounded encouraging. I plan on calling her back first thing tomorrow morning. Cross your fingers for me. I really need one. Either that or a job that pays about $15/hour.

This is also my last night of work. That’s uncomfortably scary right now. Oh well.

Maybe sometime next week, after I’ve settled in some, I’ll write about my ambivalence to the final Harry Potter. I feel about it the same way I feel about Lois McMaster Bujold’s fantasy novels. Intellectually I know they’re good and fun reads. But there’s very little emotional connection to a lot of the characters because there’s elements of the plot that make me go ‘whoa, hold on here, say what?’ (With Bujold, a lot of it had to do with the ‘every good character falls in love’ aspect, which was off-putting. And a little troubling, as if all these damaged characters needed to heal was love. *cringe*)

Oh, if anyone wants to be in on the filtered entry with my new address and phone number, let me know now.

Okay, now. To attempt to eat some cottage cheese and wish I actually didn’t have to work tonight because I’ve gotten about six hours of sleep and that’s going to hurt tomorrow when I try and stay up to at least 8 or 9pm, to start getting back on a regular schedule of sleeping at night.