Oh, not solving anything

[evilhippo]

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.

Comments

[sketchyheart.livejournal.com]

Everyone I know is either getting their wisdom teeth out now, or got them out in the last 8 months. That is too many of you. My wisdom teeth are going to get bad ideas. I hope you survive! I am pretty sure you will, but I hope your recovery is quite speedy. <333

Don't have too much fun on the drugs. ... And if you're not, pretend you are so I know everything is okay. :D

[evilhippo.livejournal.com]

It's a much better bad idea for them to come in than the bad idea mine had, which was to camp out in my jaw for several years longer than necessary while I waited for them to come in. (-;

Weee, drugs. (Shame I'm avoiding the Vicodin. Opiates are scary.)