I get to have a root canal tomorrow. Whoo-effin-hoo.
While it isn’t NECESSARY at this point, the endodontist is recommending it so I don’t run the risk of having to drill through my permanent crown once it is in place in two weeks.
Yup, I get to CHOOSE to cause myself pain to prevent the possibility of pain in the future. Something just doesn’t seem right about that.
On a lighter note, though equally bitchy, jean Colleen and I saw Kingdom of Heaven on Friday night. While Colleen enjoyed it, and Jean enjoyed most of it, I found the movie completely lacking any substantive story line and emotional connection to the characters. The armour and costuming was indeed fabulous, though I felt the movie was a tedious showcase for Hollywood’s attempt at authenticity in those departments. A movie unable to evoke an emotive response from me just isn’t worth my time. Even the battle scenes began to drag on towards the end.
See… THIS is why I don’t go out to the movies. Even the ones I SHOULD be falling over myself to go see don’t interest me. I blame the blockbuster mega-plex industry, since I find that a good number of the independents are actually worth while.
Ouch! Hope the dental work isn’t tooo tooo horrible.
The Chipmunks as in The Chipmunks? The Time Warp as in The Time Warp?
I hope the same π Really not looking forward to it today. Deathly afraid of needles.
And Yes. THE Chipmunks (at least it -sounds- like them)…. and yes THE Time Warp. It is a……..musing. π