Back to the dentist in a few. They only got the root canal done yesterday, no crown. So I got a temporary. I was so numbed up, I thought the temp fit fine. Once I got feeling back...oh, heck no. So, back to either get the crown or get the temp fixed. As much as I'd rather have the crown and be done, I don't care at this point. WAY too much time in the dentist chair.

Have I ever mentioned how dental phobic I am? I feel like I'm burning through my Lorazapam just on dental crap.

I feel like this is less believable now because of the assumption (I am not sure about the truth of this) that most people shave/wax.

Because you'd notice glitter on bare skin more? Or why?

I guess I don't mean believable-- I guess I mean funny- possibly it is just me, but the idea of glitter hair spray on pubic hair is hysterical, and the idea of glitter hair spray on skin is just weird. and possibly sticky.

I would not be surprised if the fancy bag story happened to somebody, actually.

I read an office wide update about a matter I wasn't working on, recognized a name from our matter and sent a three- letter email (with three exclamation points) and now I'm being canonized.

Now I'm trying to figure out which three letters would convey the kind of info that would be canonized...

OMG

I am assuming WTF. But maybe that's just me.

I guess I don't mean believable-- I guess I mean funny- possibly it is just me, but the idea of glitter hair spray on pubic hair is hysterical, and the idea of glitter hair spray on skin is just weird. and possibly sticky.

Fair enough.

FYI

Now I'm trying to figure out which three letters would convey the kind of info that would be canonized...

So am I!

In other news, I'd forgotten that I'd made deviled eggs yesterday, just because I wanted a couple, and it was like a big, happy surprise when I opened the fridge today.

I'd heard about the glitter spray gyno visit, but I kind of skimmed past the fancy bag story. But since it involves dog poop(?), I'm OK with that.