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So, the damage from the dentist.
Oct. 31st, 2008 07:03 pmI need two thousand dollars worth of dental work. Two thousand dollars.
I'm not freaking out, surprisingly enough, possibly because two thousand bucks keels right over the line from "OMG WTF *CRIES*" territory into a number that mostly just makes my eyes bug out and then I giggle because ... seriously. Two thousand dollars. It's so sad that I'm like, "Oh, come ON. I'm never going to make THAT. Bwahahaha!" about two thousand bucks. It might as well be a million. Sheesh.
But, yes. I've got the cracked tooth and apparently the cavity I thought was in one tooth is in two, and I've got to call the oral surgeon to get my two wisdom teeth out. Meh. I'm really going to have to look for a part-time job, like, washing dishes in a restaurant or something. Just something monotonous I don't really have to think about.
*sigh* I'm not getting rich and famous nearly quickly enough for my liking.
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Still haven't watched last night's Supernatural or this week's Gossip Girl. SPN can hold until tomorrow, and as for Gossip Girl ... well, hell, I think it's the Jenny stuff that's turning me off. Right now, I'm watching the 100 Scariest Movie Moments. (GAH. They just got to Poltergeist. Fuck, that movie scares the crap out of me. GYAAAH.) And then possibly T2 in preparation for NaNo at midnight.
NANO. WOOT. \o/
I need to come up with kickass chick music so I can have something vaguely resembling a soundtrack. Hmm.
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I'm most of the way through Eclipse. In regards to Bella, I'd just like to express my complete disinterest and confusion over her personality or lack thereof in the immortal words of the great philosopher Heath Ledger, who said, "What is it with this chick? She got beer-flavored nipples?"
Seriously, y'all. WHAT THE FUCK. I not only don't get why either one of these guys is so freaking attractive (well, Jacob was for a minute, but that ended quick), I don't get what's the least bit interesting about her that five million boys are salivating over her. New hotness only lasts so long, presumably until the five hundredth offscreen gym-class faceplant.
And the studious avoiding of ever mentioning anything that might date it! Aw, it's so cute. I mean, I know there's a fine line between dropping so many pop culture references you'll be out of date in five minutes (House of Night books, anyone?) and being able to hang out in the spotlight longer but for crying out loud, people.
EDIT: I should probably add that I could see where the books could have been really great. I don't know if Smeyer thought having Jacob crack wise about Bella being in an abusive relationship meant it wasn't really uncomfortable and weird reading about Edward and Bella interacting after that (or before, really), but ... yeah.
I'm not freaking out, surprisingly enough, possibly because two thousand bucks keels right over the line from "OMG WTF *CRIES*" territory into a number that mostly just makes my eyes bug out and then I giggle because ... seriously. Two thousand dollars. It's so sad that I'm like, "Oh, come ON. I'm never going to make THAT. Bwahahaha!" about two thousand bucks. It might as well be a million. Sheesh.
But, yes. I've got the cracked tooth and apparently the cavity I thought was in one tooth is in two, and I've got to call the oral surgeon to get my two wisdom teeth out. Meh. I'm really going to have to look for a part-time job, like, washing dishes in a restaurant or something. Just something monotonous I don't really have to think about.
*sigh* I'm not getting rich and famous nearly quickly enough for my liking.
*
Still haven't watched last night's Supernatural or this week's Gossip Girl. SPN can hold until tomorrow, and as for Gossip Girl ... well, hell, I think it's the Jenny stuff that's turning me off. Right now, I'm watching the 100 Scariest Movie Moments. (GAH. They just got to Poltergeist. Fuck, that movie scares the crap out of me. GYAAAH.) And then possibly T2 in preparation for NaNo at midnight.
NANO. WOOT. \o/
I need to come up with kickass chick music so I can have something vaguely resembling a soundtrack. Hmm.
*
I'm most of the way through Eclipse. In regards to Bella, I'd just like to express my complete disinterest and confusion over her personality or lack thereof in the immortal words of the great philosopher Heath Ledger, who said, "What is it with this chick? She got beer-flavored nipples?"
Seriously, y'all. WHAT THE FUCK. I not only don't get why either one of these guys is so freaking attractive (well, Jacob was for a minute, but that ended quick), I don't get what's the least bit interesting about her that five million boys are salivating over her. New hotness only lasts so long, presumably until the five hundredth offscreen gym-class faceplant.
And the studious avoiding of ever mentioning anything that might date it! Aw, it's so cute. I mean, I know there's a fine line between dropping so many pop culture references you'll be out of date in five minutes (House of Night books, anyone?) and being able to hang out in the spotlight longer but for crying out loud, people.
EDIT: I should probably add that I could see where the books could have been really great. I don't know if Smeyer thought having Jacob crack wise about Bella being in an abusive relationship meant it wasn't really uncomfortable and weird reading about Edward and Bella interacting after that (or before, really), but ... yeah.
