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Last night I woke up to a sudden crunching noise, and found a chunk of tooth in my mouth.
No, it wasn't one of those dreams where all your teeth are decaying and falling out. This was the real thing, though I'm exaggerating the serious of it slightly. It wasn't really a chunk. More like a flake. If I didn't know where it came from, I wouldn't be able to feel that there was anything wrong. And it wasn't really tooth - it was the plastic stuff that they used to cover the tooth yesterday.
Still, the fact that it hasn't held up even 24 hours makes me question the overall structural integrity of the tooth.
No, it wasn't one of those dreams where all your teeth are decaying and falling out. This was the real thing, though I'm exaggerating the serious of it slightly. It wasn't really a chunk. More like a flake. If I didn't know where it came from, I wouldn't be able to feel that there was anything wrong. And it wasn't really tooth - it was the plastic stuff that they used to cover the tooth yesterday.
Still, the fact that it hasn't held up even 24 hours makes me question the overall structural integrity of the tooth.
Dentists and trains and bug sex
Aug. 14th, 2001 09:26 pmGot my teeth fixed today. It's amazing (and somewhat silly) how much better I feel about my appearance now.
A while back (8 years ago or so) I got two of my teeth capped because they were malformed. Either they did a bad job, or they just wore out over time, because they started leaking. This led to a cavity right on the front of one of my front teeth. I don't know if anyone actually noticed it - I mentioned this to a friend who sees me on a regular basis, and he didn't know what I was talking about. But I knew it was there, and it bugged me.
And now it's fixed! Yay!
The dentist suggests that I look into getting orthodontic work done. When I mentioned this to my mother, she said that our dentist when I was a kid brought it up, but I hadn't wanted braces. WTF. That isn't a decision that you leave up to the kid. No kid in their right mind wants braces. I guess I'll look into it, at least. The prospect won't get more appealing as I get older, and for the next year or so, I'm likely to be able to get double, or even triple, insurance coverage.
Lately I've taken to staying downtown in the evening if I've been working on campus. Not really doing much of anything - just sitting around and getting something to eat/drink and reading. To Kill A Mockingbird currently, which I've read about 8097389707 times before (as has just about everyone who went to high school in the US). Picked it up on Sunday because I needed something to read on the bus on the way back from the mall, and Target has a rather poor book selection.
Anyways, I've been sitting around in the new little grassy area by the train station, reading and watching the trains. I'm like a four year old when it comes to trains - watching them fascinates me, especially the big old freight trains which go on for miles and shake the ground like an earthquake as they pass.
In the roundabout area outside the train station, they have this...um...art thingy. It consists of a bunch of tall square poles surrounded by trees. Usually they're just white and boring looking, but at some point in the late afternoon/evening they begin reflecting colors - shades of pink, green, and blue. It's lovely.
The train station also has these little red bugs with black wingy things (they looked like wings, but I never saw any flying around. Vestigial wings, perhaps?). It seems to be mating season for them, because I saw a whole bunch of pairs of them, stuck together back to back. The bigger of the two would drag the smaller one around, and every so often the smaller one would manage to get itself turned around and hump the larger one for a while. Then it would go back to being dragged around. What a life, eh?
Between the trains, the rainbow poles, and the copulating insects, it's hard to know what to look at.
A while back (8 years ago or so) I got two of my teeth capped because they were malformed. Either they did a bad job, or they just wore out over time, because they started leaking. This led to a cavity right on the front of one of my front teeth. I don't know if anyone actually noticed it - I mentioned this to a friend who sees me on a regular basis, and he didn't know what I was talking about. But I knew it was there, and it bugged me.
And now it's fixed! Yay!
The dentist suggests that I look into getting orthodontic work done. When I mentioned this to my mother, she said that our dentist when I was a kid brought it up, but I hadn't wanted braces. WTF. That isn't a decision that you leave up to the kid. No kid in their right mind wants braces. I guess I'll look into it, at least. The prospect won't get more appealing as I get older, and for the next year or so, I'm likely to be able to get double, or even triple, insurance coverage.
Lately I've taken to staying downtown in the evening if I've been working on campus. Not really doing much of anything - just sitting around and getting something to eat/drink and reading. To Kill A Mockingbird currently, which I've read about 8097389707 times before (as has just about everyone who went to high school in the US). Picked it up on Sunday because I needed something to read on the bus on the way back from the mall, and Target has a rather poor book selection.
Anyways, I've been sitting around in the new little grassy area by the train station, reading and watching the trains. I'm like a four year old when it comes to trains - watching them fascinates me, especially the big old freight trains which go on for miles and shake the ground like an earthquake as they pass.
In the roundabout area outside the train station, they have this...um...art thingy. It consists of a bunch of tall square poles surrounded by trees. Usually they're just white and boring looking, but at some point in the late afternoon/evening they begin reflecting colors - shades of pink, green, and blue. It's lovely.
The train station also has these little red bugs with black wingy things (they looked like wings, but I never saw any flying around. Vestigial wings, perhaps?). It seems to be mating season for them, because I saw a whole bunch of pairs of them, stuck together back to back. The bigger of the two would drag the smaller one around, and every so often the smaller one would manage to get itself turned around and hump the larger one for a while. Then it would go back to being dragged around. What a life, eh?
Between the trains, the rainbow poles, and the copulating insects, it's hard to know what to look at.
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Aug. 8th, 2001 09:59 pmI think the dentist may have screwed up at least one of my fillings. The tooth is hurting. Of course, this could just be normal adjustment, but it's getting worse over time instead of better. I have another appointment next week sometime, so I'll just stick with that unless it gets worse.
Some person who calls herself Cat wants to check out the extra bedroom. Judging from the name, it's either a perfect match, or she's psychotic.
I'm convinced it's a conspiracy, though. I've indirectly become acquaintances of people who call themselves Cat, or some homophone thereof, way too many times in the past few months. It's starting to get weird.
Speaking of weird coincidences, I joined an lj community (of about 50 people), and discovered that at least 3 of us (possibly 4 - I noticed Davis mentioned on two occasions, but I'm not sure if it was by the same person both times) are from Davis.
I need to get myself a VCR and work out the cable situation soon. Then I can get yoga and tae bo videos, and be assured that I'm not going to miss Buffy the Vampire Slayer once the new season starts. Not that I think they'd really do any better than any of my other great exercise plans, but it's worth a try.
My second attempt that drying multiple loads of laundry at once appears to have been as unsuccessful as the first, which is really too bad, since it means that I'm spending the same amount on laundry, but it's taking twice as much time.
I'm worried about one of my cats. She seems rather lethargic, when usually she's kind of hyper. I suspect it's just the heat, though. I walked her around outside a bit, and that seemed to perk her up, though I'm not sure if she was scared or wanted to explore. She was quite struggling to get away from me at the end, so I decided to take her back inside. It's amazing how hard it can be to hold on to something 1/10th your size.
Some person who calls herself Cat wants to check out the extra bedroom. Judging from the name, it's either a perfect match, or she's psychotic.
I'm convinced it's a conspiracy, though. I've indirectly become acquaintances of people who call themselves Cat, or some homophone thereof, way too many times in the past few months. It's starting to get weird.
Speaking of weird coincidences, I joined an lj community (of about 50 people), and discovered that at least 3 of us (possibly 4 - I noticed Davis mentioned on two occasions, but I'm not sure if it was by the same person both times) are from Davis.
I need to get myself a VCR and work out the cable situation soon. Then I can get yoga and tae bo videos, and be assured that I'm not going to miss Buffy the Vampire Slayer once the new season starts. Not that I think they'd really do any better than any of my other great exercise plans, but it's worth a try.
My second attempt that drying multiple loads of laundry at once appears to have been as unsuccessful as the first, which is really too bad, since it means that I'm spending the same amount on laundry, but it's taking twice as much time.
I'm worried about one of my cats. She seems rather lethargic, when usually she's kind of hyper. I suspect it's just the heat, though. I walked her around outside a bit, and that seemed to perk her up, though I'm not sure if she was scared or wanted to explore. She was quite struggling to get away from me at the end, so I decided to take her back inside. It's amazing how hard it can be to hold on to something 1/10th your size.
