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Voluntary candidate for skeletal replacement therapy. [Aug. 22nd, 2007|11:54 pm]
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So, I think I really did sleep better with the nightguard. At first I really noticed the pressure on my front teeth, but I think I just need to wear it in a bit. I kept having half-asleep dreams of grinding through the plastic, thinking that I would wake up with the plastic shredded, but nothing like that happened. This also made me wonder if the recurrent dreams I had about my teeth falling out were due to grinding. Anyway, I like my nightguard.
I managed to stay awake today, but was crazy tired around dinner time. Then I got bored cuz I was too tired to feel like doing anything, but it was okay. I chatted online and listened to SModcast while playing PC games. I also read another chapter of The Kiss. Just got to the part where her father french-kisses her... eww.
I did laundry today, and tried to edit audio files, but was unable to save any of my work due to lack of disk space and restricted permissions. So, I finished watching my Oblongs dvd. I'm sort of interested in reading Creepy Susie, but I think it will probably be hard to find, and I'm not so fanatic as to want to buy it (I don't think).
I've been the dishwasher wench (by choice) for awhile now. At least I feel like I'm contributing.
Sometimes I get tired of the day-in day-out schedule, but I really like having a routine. Just, sometimes it is hard to get up the motivation to do everything. I'm making excuses, I know. *sigh*
The laptop batteries got picked up today. Yay, Freecycle.
My shoulder/spine/rib is flaring up again. :( No idea why, since I haven't done any carrying, lifting, or sleeping in places other than my bed. My broken toe aches once in a while, but not in a horrible way, just another one of those things that comes with getting "old".

Weird dreams last night. In one of them, my mom was upset that I was vying for my father's attention. I ended up telling her that I still loved her, but that I needed approval from both my parents. In the other one, I was at work (at the library) but I had been away for awhile, so everything was different and I didn't know where anything went. A fancy, full-sized organ had been installed in the library, and I was accused of dropping a plant, but these two girls, who were sisters, stood up for me, so I really appreciated that. Then I went with them to catch the bus home. It seems that, often, when I dream about working at the library, I end up walking through Clifton Hill on my way home.

I think that is pretty much it for now. Booksale at the Pelham library tomorrow; I've got some stuff to donate and letters to mail.

[User Picture]From: i_amthe1
2007-08-27 02:14 am (UTC)
Mine to. Scary. :-S
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[User Picture]From: nineveh_rains
2007-08-27 02:24 am (UTC)
Wow. That's kind of cool, to know that I'm not the only one. My therapist just asks me how I feel about my teeth... O.o
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