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For those of you who read my journal but don't bookcross, today was the day the postcards I cartoonedwere released in the bookcrossing supply store. What a thrill to see my work somewhere other than in my computer files!
I had to take Savagefuzzball to the orthodontist's today. While we were waiting, she rifled through a stack of magazines for something to read only to have the stack slide and several magazines fall to the floor. The waiting room was fairly crowded and the noise drew many sets of eyes so, when she muttered to herself "Way to spaz" (or some such thing), I grabbed a stack of mags sitting next to me and 'lobbed' them to the floor. "Feel better?" I asked after she started laughing. (Yes, I picked them back up; I'm childish, not insensitive).
On the way home, in the car, SFB recounted the work she had done. The assistant who put her new bracket in was wearing pink gloves that "stunk like dog food" and was putting both hands in her mouth, gagging her with both mass and scent. Said assistant then chastised SFB when, upon sliding it out, she found a tiny piece of food stuck to the wire. "You're supposed to brush your teeth before you come. We don't like running in to junk like this". Well, SFB did indeed brush her teeth before the appointment but she also ate a couple slices of apple on the ride to the appointment because, while I get up late in the morning, she didn't wake up until early afternoon - I didn't want her going to the appointment on an empty stomach and made her eat apple slices so she didn't have a blood-sugar nose dive. So, while this girl's fingers are filling her mouth, SFB explains, "I ate apple." Now, this isn't funny until you put a bunch of fingers in your mouth and then say "apple". Go ahead; I'll wait.
Okay, if you did it properly (or as SFB recounted it), it sounds like "a$$hole". She told me this while I was driving and I almost ran off the road I was laughing so hard.
The chicken I bought, two days ago for dinner, today, had a faint smell of rotten egg to it when I broke through the packaging. We're having Chinese, tonight. It's hot and I don't have to cook; how can I not be happy?
I had to take Savagefuzzball to the orthodontist's today. While we were waiting, she rifled through a stack of magazines for something to read only to have the stack slide and several magazines fall to the floor. The waiting room was fairly crowded and the noise drew many sets of eyes so, when she muttered to herself "Way to spaz" (or some such thing), I grabbed a stack of mags sitting next to me and 'lobbed' them to the floor. "Feel better?" I asked after she started laughing. (Yes, I picked them back up; I'm childish, not insensitive).
On the way home, in the car, SFB recounted the work she had done. The assistant who put her new bracket in was wearing pink gloves that "stunk like dog food" and was putting both hands in her mouth, gagging her with both mass and scent. Said assistant then chastised SFB when, upon sliding it out, she found a tiny piece of food stuck to the wire. "You're supposed to brush your teeth before you come. We don't like running in to junk like this". Well, SFB did indeed brush her teeth before the appointment but she also ate a couple slices of apple on the ride to the appointment because, while I get up late in the morning, she didn't wake up until early afternoon - I didn't want her going to the appointment on an empty stomach and made her eat apple slices so she didn't have a blood-sugar nose dive. So, while this girl's fingers are filling her mouth, SFB explains, "I ate apple." Now, this isn't funny until you put a bunch of fingers in your mouth and then say "apple". Go ahead; I'll wait.
Okay, if you did it properly (or as SFB recounted it), it sounds like "a$$hole". She told me this while I was driving and I almost ran off the road I was laughing so hard.
The chicken I bought, two days ago for dinner, today, had a faint smell of rotten egg to it when I broke through the packaging. We're having Chinese, tonight. It's hot and I don't have to cook; how can I not be happy?
as a regular visitor to the orthodontist,
And *ALWAYS* felt gaggy.
Wish I'd had the ability to spontaneously puke on the Dr. Youngquist