2007-10-22

commotiocordis: Green on black, an animated depiction of a normal heart rhythm on an ECG monitor. (Default)
2007-10-22 12:07 am
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I'm about fed up with shitty dentistry.

Give me a bottle of vodka, a barrel of Vicodin, some nitrous, and a pair of pliers, I'll save myself the trouble (and money).

And she wants to fucking know why I have a problem with dentists?
commotiocordis: Green on black, an animated depiction of a normal heart rhythm on an ECG monitor. (Default)
2007-10-22 01:37 am
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LOL, it's like the evil friends meme, except it's mostly a few bits about people you don't know because I don't have enough LJ friends to make it difficult with you by yourselves.

Not as angst filled as wotchered's because prolly nobody's going to read this one. )
commotiocordis: Green on black, an animated depiction of a normal heart rhythm on an ECG monitor. (Default)
2007-10-22 06:37 pm
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Did anyone else break into song upon finding out that the Spice Girls actually were on for the reunion tour that's been talked about for ages now? If only they came here (and had free/cheap seats), I'd totally be there.
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2007-10-22 10:17 pm
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LOL, I fail at friends memes. I keep thinking of more things to say and better ways to word things and changing it.
commotiocordis: Green on black, an animated depiction of a normal heart rhythm on an ECG monitor. (Default)
2007-10-22 10:45 pm
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I made toast. Good, sourdough toast. But now I can't eat it because my shitty toaster (after taking 3 toast cycles to toast, plus my having to flip it over after #2) has made it taste like smoke.

Ehh. Didn't need the calories anyway. I'm trying to decide now whether it's worth trying to put away this half-bowl of chili I've got out, or just finish it knowing that at least it's semi-healthy compared to whatever I'm going to get my hands on to fill me the rest of the way up when the slightly-full high goes away.

It's getting cold anyway. To the fridge you go, kind sir.