and now, for that cup of coffee

Most of my day has passed in an uneasy haze, the kind of thing that makes me glad I'm not a drug addict because it seems so unpleasant. I did have a weird dream about writing Lila from Sweet Valley High as this grown up woman with a penchant for pony girls and winning an Emmy for it. Then Donna stole a second Emmy statue in a box of diamond finish face powder from the makeup counter in Nordstrom's.

MY dentist is probably thinking of submitting me for some weird dental conference, given my freakish ability to break and unseat crowns. But I have two new teeth and most of the soreness is gone from my jaw. The money spent on the fancy night guard already seems worth it, because it fits like a freaking glove. They also sent home the casts of my teeth, which are rather creepy.

yuletide

I think I'm going to sign up for Yuletide's fic exhange this year. I went ahead and nominated some of my favorite things, like Nightwatch and Metalocalypse and James Bond and Eastern Promises.