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Feb. 3rd, 2010 05:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesade... Okay, apart from the fact that I still need more work done from the assessment done two years ago (which was after seven years without a dentist visit or dental insurance so, hey) that visit actually wasn't that bad. I am apparently brushing and flossing correctly, because the hygienist had good things to say, didn't spray my mouth with Guck (tm) and show me all the places I had plaque buildup. So it seems I am doing something right. Yay!
I still do not appreciate being woken up at 4 in the morning by my body, though. Or at 5.30 in the morning by my cat. First it was the cramps of doom and yes, you get to read about this. I'm presuming it was the week long ridiculous head flu that did it, but I wound up being three or four days late on my period. Which, hey, I run long anyway, no problem, right? Wrong. My body decided that getting sick was an offense punishable by my uterus tying itself into knots and beating itself against my ovaries. I'm amazed I fell back asleep at all, though this may have been accomplished by the simple expedient of passing out. Then Mikey started walking up and down my back and demanding his breakfast at high volume in my ear. Being the stern and unyielding disciplinarian that I am, I gave him breakfast.
Then I had to get up and go to the damn dentist. Exercise was not accomplished this morning, unless you consider kneeling on the floor doubling over and trying not to vomit exercise. I don't.
The day did start looking up, though. Work wasn't too bad, it's mostly quieted down again although, of course, after UPS left there was a flurry of orders. Now that they can't go anywhere till tomorrow. I discovered that Golden Fluid Flow Release will work, diluted with water, as a thinner for my paints most likely and grabbed a bottle from work for myself, since it will be way way cheaper in the long run than using Vallejo's thinner. I did not fall asleep. I did not go cranky. I will have Human Target and Criminal Minds tonight, and after Criminal Minds I'm just going to turn it off and not bother watching the Useless Robot Show, aka CSI NY. Oh CSI, what have they done to you. I used to adore you and now you're as bad as all the other CSI shows. What happened?
I need to do German, Russian, and my novel tonight, and I think for the last 20 minutes or so of work I'll try and get an essay done. That should be do-able, finish one and maybe outline the rest. I feel so very brain dead. Blame it on my period, that's always good. Stupid body. Why won't you work like you're supposed to.
At some point I'll find another hobby shop that has the couple of extenders that I'm curious about, recommended by Reaper, and then I'll start experimenting with formulae for my own extender/thinner combinations. Look at me, acting like a real professional mini painter. Wow.
I still do not appreciate being woken up at 4 in the morning by my body, though. Or at 5.30 in the morning by my cat. First it was the cramps of doom and yes, you get to read about this. I'm presuming it was the week long ridiculous head flu that did it, but I wound up being three or four days late on my period. Which, hey, I run long anyway, no problem, right? Wrong. My body decided that getting sick was an offense punishable by my uterus tying itself into knots and beating itself against my ovaries. I'm amazed I fell back asleep at all, though this may have been accomplished by the simple expedient of passing out. Then Mikey started walking up and down my back and demanding his breakfast at high volume in my ear. Being the stern and unyielding disciplinarian that I am, I gave him breakfast.
Then I had to get up and go to the damn dentist. Exercise was not accomplished this morning, unless you consider kneeling on the floor doubling over and trying not to vomit exercise. I don't.
The day did start looking up, though. Work wasn't too bad, it's mostly quieted down again although, of course, after UPS left there was a flurry of orders. Now that they can't go anywhere till tomorrow. I discovered that Golden Fluid Flow Release will work, diluted with water, as a thinner for my paints most likely and grabbed a bottle from work for myself, since it will be way way cheaper in the long run than using Vallejo's thinner. I did not fall asleep. I did not go cranky. I will have Human Target and Criminal Minds tonight, and after Criminal Minds I'm just going to turn it off and not bother watching the Useless Robot Show, aka CSI NY. Oh CSI, what have they done to you. I used to adore you and now you're as bad as all the other CSI shows. What happened?
I need to do German, Russian, and my novel tonight, and I think for the last 20 minutes or so of work I'll try and get an essay done. That should be do-able, finish one and maybe outline the rest. I feel so very brain dead. Blame it on my period, that's always good. Stupid body. Why won't you work like you're supposed to.
At some point I'll find another hobby shop that has the couple of extenders that I'm curious about, recommended by Reaper, and then I'll start experimenting with formulae for my own extender/thinner combinations. Look at me, acting like a real professional mini painter. Wow.