Excessively exciting...
Mar. 25th, 2016 12:56 amIt's become customary for me to have dinner with Purple on a random weeknight, just the two of us. I'd looked at my schedule for the week: Monday, work call. Tuesday, evening before the Day of Two Dentists. Wednesday, the Day of Two Dentists. Thursday, nothing planned. Friday, dinner. So it was Tuesday or Thursday, since dinner after TDO2D sounded ... unwise. And Purple has a standing social engagement Thursdays which he tries to go to unless he's working late or too tired, so Tuesday it was. Even though we were both very tired. We had sandwiches, companionably, and talked about an astonishing range of topics. He was sorry to drag me all the way down there for so short a dinner, but -- well, I was just glad to see him, you know?
So Wednesday was the Day of Two Dentists. (No dental horror is contained in this narrative, unless you count bureaucracy and passing references to high-pitched noises.)
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Tomorrow is Friday. Hooray Friday. I need to call Crystal back, to get that list of dentists, and reassure her that I am not quite literally dead in a ditch.
So Wednesday was the Day of Two Dentists. (No dental horror is contained in this narrative, unless you count bureaucracy and passing references to high-pitched noises.)
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Tomorrow is Friday. Hooray Friday. I need to call Crystal back, to get that list of dentists, and reassure her that I am not quite literally dead in a ditch.