there she goes, she's airtight

This is close enough to a my-week-in-brief entry that it's not awkward to mention how immortality was in Buffalo last week and we hung out and it was awesome. (We also had an amusing discussion about the differences between place names where she lives (CT) and where I live. Her: I saw this huge mall on the way here near ... some place ... *says something very vaguely intelligible with cheek in it (possibly)* Me: ... are you trying to say Cheektowaga?) Also she let me have a bit of her root beer float, so.


When I woke up Friday (actually woke up, which here means about three minutes after I got up) I realized I smelled baking chocolate, which meant BROWNIES. My mother makes the best brownies in the entire world, like, I cannot effectively convey how amazing these brownies are except to say that the recipe calls for, among other things, five eggs and three cups of sugar.

So it turned out that she'd timed it so the pans (one square pan of nuts for her, one square pan of not for me) would be just cool enough to cut by the time I was leaving for work, so she was like, hey, you want to take some to work? So we did some maneuvering and I wound up taking one pan with me (half nuts and half non). I didn't actually cut it until like half an hour after I got in because Tori was late, and obvs I wanted her and Eric to be sure to get brownies, but they were still warm enough the chocolate chunks were gooey.

Tori's reaction was basically "... omgdelicious". Eric's was "wait, who made these? your mom? ... can she be my mom?" which changed shortly to "does she want a new husband? like, seriously, how do you feel about a stepdad?" Jake, who went and got one quickly enough it was still warm, ended up taking his first bite as he was rounding the corner to join the three of us, and his response was "oh my god. is your mom married?"

& so on. They were completely gone before fourth shift got in (Melissa gets in at 5ish). And by that I mean Eric came around the corner with the last one in his hand, saying "fourth shift will never know".


When it gets to reasonable o'clock I have to call my dentist again (UGH). For two reasons, really -- a) the penicillin doesn't seem to be working (I only say this with authority because there were a few months in high school where one of my teeth would throb constantly for a few days, the result of which was always a penicillin prescription (... and eventually a dentist appointment which led to the most traumatic experience in a dentist's office I hope to ever experience), so I remember what it feels like for the shit to kick in), and b) I've figured out which tooth is the problem, and it's kind of ... not on the jaw I told her it was. And she gave me a referral to a root canal specialist based on the idea that the pain was in my bottom jaw, sooooo possibly we should get this straightened out. Uh.

(The upshot of which is mostly that I hate my teeth, but I have still managed not to get any of them pulled -- both of my parents have had teeth pulled, so it's basically my only concrete goal in life not to have that ever happen to me -- and I was still born without wisdom teeth, so I guess that's something.)

(When I called Wednesday morning to try to see my dentist sometime that week, the receptionist asked me if I'd had my wisdom teeth out when I described my problem. I always forget that's a Thing.)

My mom and I saw the third Pirates movie tonight. I liked it.

( And then my evening sort of went kind of downhill. Following my yesterday, sort of! )

I honestly sometimes don't know how I don't, like. Fall down more.


Stuff just keeps appearing in my room. My mom told me that if it was overwhelming that meant it was time for bed, so I'm off to sleep. Maybe when I wake up I'll have acquired common sense! That would be nice.

I do know that when I wake up I will have a few hours left and then I will have a madbonnycaptain. And then the next day I will have a madbonnycaptain and a kueble and an x_gh0st_x and other assorted persons, and an amusement park, and a CONCERT.

So that's good.