January 29, 2002 :: 1:21 a.m.
I'm not drooling anymore, but I wish I was
Ugh. I'm eating carrots, in a vain attempt to counteract the nutritional disaster that was my dinner. I was at Joe's and we walked to the nearest Sunoco and I got a TastyKake chocolate junior and two things of string cheese. It sounded good at the time, but it made me sick. Then again, so are the carrots. Maybe it's just me.
Anyway. The novocaine from this morning has worn off. I wish it would come back. My tooth hurts. A lot. Cold things hurt, hot things hurt, luke-warm things hurt. Hard things hurt, soft things hurt. I can't chew on that side of my mouth, so eating has been really clunky. I haven't been doing much of it, simply because it hurts so much. You know, except for the TastyKake thing. It wasn't even that great; I don't know why I got it. Impulse buy, I suppose.
I've been getting some really weird Google hits lately. Today I got "stripper suffocates groom" and "'72 dd' stripper." I was result number four on the 72 dd one, and actually the only result for the other. Neither of these amuses me as much as yesterday's "enemas for boys" search, though. I'm still in hysterics over that one.
The Mists of Avalon was wonderful, as usual. I quite dislike Gwenhwyfar. She's less annoying in the movie than she is in the book, though. Morgause is probably my least favorite character, just because she royally fucks things up with Mordred. He could have been so much less... crazy, his incestuous conception aside. Blah.
I called the high school this afternoon and had them send my transcript out. I also sent my SAT scores and my application, so that's a done deal. I'm going to file my taxes as soon as possible, so that I can start working on my FAFSA. You know, just in case I get in. *crosses fingers* I hope I hope I hope.
Hmm. I'm busy downloading gorgeous, wonderful, aural orgasm-inducing Rufus songs (from various soundtracks), so I'm going to stop writing now. Yeah.
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