I have a stupid canker sore on my cheek. It’s not a place I usually get them, so I thought I’d bitten my cheek (actually, I know I did; that’s probably what prompted the canker sore) but it kept hurting too much and finally I turned my face half inside out to try to see, and in fact it was a stupid canker sore. I’ve been putting Ambesol or whatever it’s called on it since then, but it’s very awkward, and the location of the sore means that the ambesol…
woo!
Woo! Go Dad! I just had my second interview for the position of Managing Artistic Director of Anchorage Community Theare. It went swell. They told me they had fabulous resumes from NYC & LA and that they were surprised and extremely happy that my resume matched any they had received from out of state. :) Go Dad! *Also*, Deirdre and Gavin have made it safely to New Mexico, and *futhermore*, they’ve successfully rented the cute little house they wanted to rent. Go Deirdre and Gavin! Woo!
sooo…
Soooooo… whatcha think?
wow
Wow, that’s a whole lot better. I got a chiro appointment for 11 and holy *cow* did my back pop. It sounded like a pack of cards being shuffled. *rtrtrtrtrtrtrtrt*! *And*, to my surprise, the chiro didn’t tell me I couldn’t run. He said stretch! Stretch stretch stretch! But he didn’t say don’t run. :) So that’s good! I, uh, will stretch real good from now on. O.O However, I think I’ll wait til Saturday to start the regime again. Maybe I’ll do 15 minute walks for the rest of…
doesn’t matter
Doesn’t matter if I’m feeling nervous about climbing on a chair. We have no lightblubs.