Thursday in a nutshell:
Started off by going back to the dentist for a scaling in the right side of my mouth. The whole experience was overwhelmingly positive... mainly because it didn't hurt. It seems like a dentist will never tell you when something is going to be painful, so I've stopped believing claims of painlessness. This time, however, was pretty darn close. Sure, the right side of my mouth was numb for four hours afterwards, making speech awkward, but that's okay. Really! And now I'm much less apprehensive about going in next week to do scaling on the left side.
Following the dental visit was a session of productivity, getting both work and busywork accomplished. Due to my inability to speak clearly, I worked from home and, thus, had the pleasure of seeing little furballs every time I left the office. Often, I would go into the bedroom and see various pairs (or triads) of kittens cuddled up together; each time it made me so glad that we decided to keep an entire litter. There is really such a strong bond between these cats, as they have been together every single day of their lives. And they act like such siblings, too: Quickly going from a mutual licking session to a fight back to cuddling. In case I haven't mentioned it before, Nona has a crush on Totoro (the one cat currently here who is not from the litter). She follows him around, sits where he sits, and generally begs for attention. Totoro is not an ideal boyfriend; he would rather be left alone and frequently hits her when she gets in his face.
In the evening, I went out to the monthly Poly Karaoke gathering at Sidekick's. As usual, much fun was to be had. There was a pretty good turnout, eleven people, so there was good conversations to be had. The music was a little late in starting -- it didn't get going until nearly 9pm -- but once it did, there were many good singers in the crowd, making life a little easier on the ears (not that I'm one to complain!). Angie had brought a caseload of karaoke CDs, so the selection was a little wider than the usual Sidekick's fare. I sang five times, splitting my selections between some old songs and some that I had never done before.
So the day started off good and got better... for a while. Unfortunately, it did not end all that well. It seems that the ghost of psychodramas past may be rearing its ugly head. I'm not going to go into details here, but I did spend about three hours, once I returned home last night, attempting damage control on multiple fronts. Feh. I hate psychodrama -- outgrew the stuff by the time I was seventeen. Hopefully it will die down on its own, rather than flare up into something worse. I'll keep fingers crossed.
In about two hours,
polyfrog and I are heading up to Wisconsin for Congenial. Honestly, I have no idea what to expect from this so-called "relax-a-con", but it should be interesting. Looking forward to it...
Started off by going back to the dentist for a scaling in the right side of my mouth. The whole experience was overwhelmingly positive... mainly because it didn't hurt. It seems like a dentist will never tell you when something is going to be painful, so I've stopped believing claims of painlessness. This time, however, was pretty darn close. Sure, the right side of my mouth was numb for four hours afterwards, making speech awkward, but that's okay. Really! And now I'm much less apprehensive about going in next week to do scaling on the left side.
Following the dental visit was a session of productivity, getting both work and busywork accomplished. Due to my inability to speak clearly, I worked from home and, thus, had the pleasure of seeing little furballs every time I left the office. Often, I would go into the bedroom and see various pairs (or triads) of kittens cuddled up together; each time it made me so glad that we decided to keep an entire litter. There is really such a strong bond between these cats, as they have been together every single day of their lives. And they act like such siblings, too: Quickly going from a mutual licking session to a fight back to cuddling. In case I haven't mentioned it before, Nona has a crush on Totoro (the one cat currently here who is not from the litter). She follows him around, sits where he sits, and generally begs for attention. Totoro is not an ideal boyfriend; he would rather be left alone and frequently hits her when she gets in his face.
In the evening, I went out to the monthly Poly Karaoke gathering at Sidekick's. As usual, much fun was to be had. There was a pretty good turnout, eleven people, so there was good conversations to be had. The music was a little late in starting -- it didn't get going until nearly 9pm -- but once it did, there were many good singers in the crowd, making life a little easier on the ears (not that I'm one to complain!). Angie had brought a caseload of karaoke CDs, so the selection was a little wider than the usual Sidekick's fare. I sang five times, splitting my selections between some old songs and some that I had never done before.
So the day started off good and got better... for a while. Unfortunately, it did not end all that well. It seems that the ghost of psychodramas past may be rearing its ugly head. I'm not going to go into details here, but I did spend about three hours, once I returned home last night, attempting damage control on multiple fronts. Feh. I hate psychodrama -- outgrew the stuff by the time I was seventeen. Hopefully it will die down on its own, rather than flare up into something worse. I'll keep fingers crossed.
In about two hours,
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