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Dental things remain exhausting. But advil and stonyfield farm's after dark chocolate frozen yogurt make the pain of minute shifts in my jawbone and of writing huge checks somewhat lessen. and in theory, this might be last one, other than checkups and cleanings.

i think i need a new job. i'm not sure if i want to wait until after i have X amount in savings (X a number yet to be determined) or until after i get married, or until after i go to San Francisco, or if i really do just want to try and put as much time into this hospital as possible and wait until Light and I leave the area, which will be sometime in our midthirties. my perfect job was just posted, a development coordinator for a local animal shelter, and i don't have any of the skills and no idea how to go about getting them. and i'd like something more fulfilling or more interesting or more lucrative someday, but i imagine most everyone wants that.

i'm all excited about trying a chana masala recipe from a foodblog i read, i'm more than halfway through the Byatt i'm reading, the windchimes are going like crazy and the wuthering of the house is freaking the cats out. i've bought gelgems and trinkets for saint's bday, and will probably end up making her cookies this sunday to mail out. and i just got an invite that makes me very happy, and now i'll go curl up in a little ball and try not to make large facial movements.

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Dental things remain exhausting. But advil and stonyfield farm's after dark chocolate frozen yogurt make the pain of minute shifts in my jawbone and of writing huge checks somewhat lessen. and in theory, this might be last one, other than checkups and cleanings.

i think i need a new job. i'm not sure if i want to wait until after i have X amount in savings (X a number yet to be determined) or until after i get married, or until after i go to San Francisco, or if i really do just want to try and put as much time into this hospital as possible and wait until Light and I leave the area, which will be sometime in our midthirties. my perfect job was just posted, a development coordinator for a local animal shelter, and i don't have any of the skills and no idea how to go about getting them. and i'd like something more fulfilling or more interesting or more lucrative someday, but i imagine most everyone wants that.

i'm all excited about trying a chana masala recipe from a foodblog i read, i'm more than halfway through the Byatt i'm reading, the windchimes are going like crazy and the wuthering of the house is freaking the cats out. i've bought gelgems and trinkets for saint's bday, and will probably end up making her cookies this sunday to mail out. and i just got an invite that makes me very happy, and now i'll go curl up in a little ball and try not to make large facial movements.