My adventures at the dentist's

As days went, it wasn't the worst day in the world yesterday.

As I thought I was instructed, I took one pill before I went to bed on Tuesday night and one an hour before the appointment. K drove me to the appointment and.. it turns out I should have taken two pills before the appointment. Ah well.
So.. he numbs me up, puts on my CD (I was instructed to bring a CD to listen to during the appointment so I grabbed "Barenaked Ladies Are Me" and "Apollo 18"), and.. he gets to work. There were a couple times of pain, apparently deadening the gum around the tooth isn't the same as deadening the root, so I felt some pain there (not extreme, but not good either. I hate pain.) until they got to deaden the root. The guy did a good job, though, and I like him. So.. I got the root canal done and a two fillings. In a couple months or so, after the first of the month and after I've gotten money back from the dental insurance (My insurance sucks. It's of the Pay Now and we'll pay you back later variety :P), we'll cap it and do some more fillings near my front teeth.
He said he'd call today to check on me as well.
So, anyways, it didn't hurt alot. He suggested a combination of advil and tylenol which seemed to help.

And then we went home (stopping by Giant so K could run in and get some tylenol and some flowers, because she's a dork who loves me ;) ) and I let K take care of me. Well, I sort of had to. The drugs I did take definately messed with me, bouts of dizziness and tiredness followed.

We did watch 5 episodes of Firefly, including "Our Mrs. Reynolds", and I'll admit, neither of us is getting that much into it. It's amusing, but... it's... well, we aren't getting into it.

What else?

Half-thinking of going to see "Pick of Destiny" real soon. Want to talk to K to see if it's OK to borrow the car and do it. Maybe tomorrow after work? ;D

Gotta figure out when to go to the gym too. If I go see Pick of Destiny tomorrow, then this weekend. Otherwise, tomorrow.

That's all I gotta say now. Special thanks to Kristen for being a good sport and taking care of me yesterday :)

When Worlds Collide

This is going to be a usual splork, so... I shall be verbose (as usual!)

I guess let's start with livejournal, ever so quickly, before I move on.
I started livejournalling in 2001. At the time, I was still in college, as were most of my friends. I had all the time in the world to hang out online, as did my friends, and we used it.
But times change and people grow up, get jobs, and get busy. So it is. I don't feel bad about it, it just simply is. And maybe people didn't have as much to say anymore. It's funny how one day seems to run into another when your life becomes... regimented. Wake up, eat, go to work, go home, cook/eat, do chores, go to sleep.
Not to suggest everyone's life is like that. I'm really describing my own.

Enter Calorie-Count.
I came in looking for a place to help me find the support I need to stick with the weight loss.
And I found it, and more.. I found a whole different community. One that was active and fun and interesting. I met people who could make my work days pass by quicker and would amuse me, and I did cherish it.
And I made friends with people. I met some of them in person and strived to meet others in person. I'd still like to meet more of them in person.
I gave back to the community, in a very useful and helpful way that earned me great admiration in some and great enmity in others.

But... along came a bully. Well, really, the bully was there the whole time, long there when I entered the scene.
And.. drama happened. Lots of drama happened. I got caught in the middle of some of it. Some of it happened without me.. IS happening without me.
I could detail the drama, but.. really, the specifics don't matter. And, also, I'm posting this publicly, so best to be wary.
The point, however, was that a bully was on the website and me and the bully... didn't get along so well.

It's not fair to say that my leaving C-C was ONLY about the bully. I was using the site less. Alot less.
I'd stopped answered most questions because most questions would annoy me. It'd be the same question for the billionth time, or someone who's obviously trying to do something unhealthy like try to be 90 lbs. And there weren't many questions I deigned to answer. So.. mostly I chatted.
And also I used c-c as a personal journal, in a way I wasn't using livejournal. I'd tend to get more comments and I felt safer talking about family garbage there. And ecwoodburn wasn't.. happy about that. I know she wanted me to post on LJ more, felt my journal had gotten too quiet.

So... anyways.
Thanksgiving comes and thanksgiving goes and I'm already quite uptight about.. stuff (public post. Leaving it there.)
And then I hop on C-C and I see... more drama. Downright nasty drama.
And I see the site maintainer saying that they were really trying to push out code and didn't have the time to play policeman on the journals and...

And... I left. Well, first I went back and made all of my entries private (which was a real pain, let me tell you!)
You can say I overreacted. Maybe I did. Maybe it was the rash actions of someone who was already upset about a weekend, but..
.. well, now it's a couple of days later, and despite the fact that my friends want me to come back and despite the fact that the site maintainers have implemented a new stronger block code which doesn't stop the bully from existing, but does make it so I no longer need to interact with that bully, not on the boards, not in other's journals, not in my own journal.
(Which, my mind suggests, means nothing as a truly dedicated troll just gets some new acounts, the way another troll on the site has.)
And... I'm not sure I really WANT to go back. I miss my friends, and I sort of miss the active community, though, really, I wasn't doing very much with it.
Mostly, I think, I miss the people who were special to me.
And.. I've directed them here, to my livejournal. Some of them have gotten livejournals. Some think I'll be drawn back to c-c like a moth to a flame.

I'm not sure there's a point here. Mostly, I'm just talking.

Maybe the point is... I know my friends want me to come back. I'm not sure I want to. That's why.
I want you all to be a part of my life, to not vanish, but I'm not sure I really want to go back there.
Besides, if we get enough of you here, we can do some neat things. Create an online group where we can all chat and cheer each other on? That's easy. Post in each other's journals. Yep, that too. Not so much with the forums, but... hey, that's OK by me. I wasn't using them anyways.
*shrugs again*

That's about all I gotta say.

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