So, I figure not writing anything at all isn't really the solution to my writer's block. So maybe I should start keeping this journal up a bit better. Then again, nothing interesting is going on. I mean, I spent most of today on the phone with my dad's insurance company trying to figure out why they weren't getting our faxes, why I wasn't covered, and whether I would be covered by 9:45 tomorrow morning when I get my wisdom teeth removed. It's just been a barrel of fun. (I think I've neglected to mention that, though I've escaped the bad luck of number four as far as my wisdom teeth are concerned, the three I do have are badly impacted, and the one lone top one has decided to make up for the missing one and become a total overachiever tooth, growing its root all the way up into the sinus above it. Way to go, tooth. I appreciate it, I really do.)

Also, if I post anything tomorrow, it was probably drug-induced. So disregard/laugh at it as necessary.

Oh, and if anyone would like to remind me several dozen times that I should start outlining now that I've got a vague idea of my senior project proposal, feel free.

From: [identity profile] evilhippo.livejournal.com


Great. The more stories I hear, the more I worry about what embarrassing things I'm going to end up saying to my mom on the way back. Or doing (as someone just told me that his mother let him walk into plants and bushes on the way out for laughs). She's awful that way... she'll make fun of me forever. Eek. There are so many things I could ramble on about that I'd never be allowed to live down...

As far as I know, they're putting me all the way under, though, so it won't be nitrous. Maybe that'll be okay...

From: [identity profile] lostforeigner.livejournal.com


They put me all the way under, they just used nitrous oxide to ease me into the anaesthesia or something. Not exactly how it's supposed to work but I hear that method's pretty common. :D; I'm sure you'll be fine. Chances are that anything you could babble about would be mostly incoherent and nonsensical anyway.

From: [identity profile] evilhippo.livejournal.com


Oh joy. Mixing drugs. I know this is going to involve an IV, too, which already doesn't sound fun.

I'm incoherent as it is. So maybe it'll be okay. (-:
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