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heavenlyxbodiesAlright, prepared to be dumped on... or maybe Mys is just vomiting words all over her journal. :D
Soooooooooo, I went to the peridontist t'other day and, well, lots of work to be done on that front... and 'm not looking forward to it. She says they're gonna have me do four sessions with the dental hygienist (yay-rah, pls, poke at my fucked up teeth mercilessly to the point I can barely eat... then do it three more times in the same month... joy, not) then they'll see if they have to do some 'procedure' to make sure they got all of it. But that's not the really fun part. I now have four appointments with my dentist spreading from now until mid-April... the first two are simple, the next... well, they're doing my teeth... like point of no return doing my teeth. And yeah, she who already has a fear of dentists and an unnatural aversion to having her teeth pulled will be having surgery to remove not one, but three teeth. My three front ones to be precise. Of course that was what this whole big dental extravaganza has been about, getting my teeth fixed properly, all of them and getting implants (hopefully) for the ones that infection got to and killed back when I was poor, insane, a student, and no one gave a shit- ie when no one realized how bad I was and therefore couldn't even get DSHS (or whatever it was called in Tennessee) coverage. So yeah, I asked for it and am still asking for- doesn't mean 'm not scared shitless and didn't almost have a full blown panic attack in the dentist's office when they were scheduling all this. Anyway, first week of April I will be a psychotic mess- you have been warned; they'll be taking those teeth and two weeks later giving me a temporary prosthesis for them (can't get the implants until the bone has healed, which he says will take 4-6 MONTHS if 'm lucky *whimpers*... don't get me wrong it's not that 'm not excited to finally be getting my teeth straightened out, literally and figuratively, 'm just kinda terrified, ya know.
Then there's my head... it's still buggered six ways to Sunday, and 'm dutifully avoiding doing anything about it 'cause they're just gonna tell me it'll be next to impossible to get treatment here and then drop it... even though there's supposed to be someway for them to arrange for me to get treated in Stockholm instead. I think if this new guy is willing he might be able to suss it out, but that means trying ot get to actually talk to him, which means calling the psych ward and getting hung up on multiple times because almost none of the front office speaks English. *head desk* Don't wanna!!! Yes, yes, I know those of you who know what's going on are going to harass me about it, but I still got say it, yeah.
In other news I think 've become addicted to tumblr. *head desk* It's just SOOOOOOOOOOO much pretty! *sigh*
I've been slowly going through my now almost complete collection of BC's work. My biggest issue on that front right now is that I want to watch War Horse, but 'm pretty sure Pup's gonna decide she wants to see it soon (even though she keeps blowing me off every time I ask her, then again she hasn't paid atttention to anything 've told her about it) they've started advertising it hard core here now, and it's got all the bells and whistles that will make her notice it, and she gets all tetchy if 've seen something she hasn't. Should've seen her reaction when she thought I'd seen Friday the 13th before her... which I had, but she didn't need to know that, lol. And 've already got to sneak Sherlock past her, lol. Why do I do this to myself?
Erm, fic hates me. My brain doesn't really care about anything 'cept for Silence and blog!fic, it is making my life difficult, BUT if I can just squeeze this one last fic out then I can have my brain to itself and it's obsessions, which will be of the good... it's just a matter of getting that one damn fic done! *head desk and repeat*
Oh and there's some person over on ffnet who wants to translate one of my D/C fics into Portuguese, I think it was... but she hasn't said where it'd be posted or anything, and now, before I could answer her she sends me this PM that says she's doing it without my permission!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thing is so long as I know where it is, have access, and get credit 'd've said yes, but the fucking audacity of her to do it without my permission!!!!!!!!!! Yes, well, 'm a bit miffed... it doesn't help that for some reason I can't connect to that part of the ffnet server to reply to her. *grrrrr*
...and yes, 'm still ignoring S7, hence my lack of babbling over the few rumours 've heard re: 7x17. *sticks fingers in ears*
Okay, there, that wasn't that bad, now was it... :D
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Soooooooooo, I went to the peridontist t'other day and, well, lots of work to be done on that front... and 'm not looking forward to it. She says they're gonna have me do four sessions with the dental hygienist (yay-rah, pls, poke at my fucked up teeth mercilessly to the point I can barely eat... then do it three more times in the same month... joy, not) then they'll see if they have to do some 'procedure' to make sure they got all of it. But that's not the really fun part. I now have four appointments with my dentist spreading from now until mid-April... the first two are simple, the next... well, they're doing my teeth... like point of no return doing my teeth. And yeah, she who already has a fear of dentists and an unnatural aversion to having her teeth pulled will be having surgery to remove not one, but three teeth. My three front ones to be precise. Of course that was what this whole big dental extravaganza has been about, getting my teeth fixed properly, all of them and getting implants (hopefully) for the ones that infection got to and killed back when I was poor, insane, a student, and no one gave a shit- ie when no one realized how bad I was and therefore couldn't even get DSHS (or whatever it was called in Tennessee) coverage. So yeah, I asked for it and am still asking for- doesn't mean 'm not scared shitless and didn't almost have a full blown panic attack in the dentist's office when they were scheduling all this. Anyway, first week of April I will be a psychotic mess- you have been warned; they'll be taking those teeth and two weeks later giving me a temporary prosthesis for them (can't get the implants until the bone has healed, which he says will take 4-6 MONTHS if 'm lucky *whimpers*... don't get me wrong it's not that 'm not excited to finally be getting my teeth straightened out, literally and figuratively, 'm just kinda terrified, ya know.
Then there's my head... it's still buggered six ways to Sunday, and 'm dutifully avoiding doing anything about it 'cause they're just gonna tell me it'll be next to impossible to get treatment here and then drop it... even though there's supposed to be someway for them to arrange for me to get treated in Stockholm instead. I think if this new guy is willing he might be able to suss it out, but that means trying ot get to actually talk to him, which means calling the psych ward and getting hung up on multiple times because almost none of the front office speaks English. *head desk* Don't wanna!!! Yes, yes, I know those of you who know what's going on are going to harass me about it, but I still got say it, yeah.
In other news I think 've become addicted to tumblr. *head desk* It's just SOOOOOOOOOOO much pretty! *sigh*
I've been slowly going through my now almost complete collection of BC's work. My biggest issue on that front right now is that I want to watch War Horse, but 'm pretty sure Pup's gonna decide she wants to see it soon (even though she keeps blowing me off every time I ask her, then again she hasn't paid atttention to anything 've told her about it) they've started advertising it hard core here now, and it's got all the bells and whistles that will make her notice it, and she gets all tetchy if 've seen something she hasn't. Should've seen her reaction when she thought I'd seen Friday the 13th before her... which I had, but she didn't need to know that, lol. And 've already got to sneak Sherlock past her, lol. Why do I do this to myself?
Erm, fic hates me. My brain doesn't really care about anything 'cept for Silence and blog!fic, it is making my life difficult, BUT if I can just squeeze this one last fic out then I can have my brain to itself and it's obsessions, which will be of the good... it's just a matter of getting that one damn fic done! *head desk and repeat*
Oh and there's some person over on ffnet who wants to translate one of my D/C fics into Portuguese, I think it was... but she hasn't said where it'd be posted or anything, and now, before I could answer her she sends me this PM that says she's doing it without my permission!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thing is so long as I know where it is, have access, and get credit 'd've said yes, but the fucking audacity of her to do it without my permission!!!!!!!!!! Yes, well, 'm a bit miffed... it doesn't help that for some reason I can't connect to that part of the ffnet server to reply to her. *grrrrr*
...and yes, 'm still ignoring S7, hence my lack of babbling over the few rumours 've heard re: 7x17. *sticks fingers in ears*
Okay, there, that wasn't that bad, now was it... :D
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