22 May 2006

Never knowing when they've lost the game

"What is that [on your pizza]?"
"Just a toasty bit. Why, did you think it was an olive?"
"Maybe."
"Were you going to fling my pizza across the room?"
"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't."
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I bought a muffin this morning. A honey oat muffin. It said nothing about raisins. Starbucks...back on the list you go!

I felt like even though I have to make my cash last for the next few days, since I lost my wallet and all, I needed a pick-me-up in the form of espresso and a muffin. See, today was my last visit with my orthodontist. I don't mean that my orthodontic treatment is finished, just that Dr. Kim is finishing his residency and moving to New York and has left me with some new ortho-resident (and how dare he, I say). Some guy with a midwest accent that may or may not grate on me -- we'll have to find out. I plan on making the best of this; I've been a fan of "fresh starts" in my life these days, and I'll take every one I can get. But fresh starts don't always lead to good experiences, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't more of a "glass half empty" kind of gal, even though there's usually a little bit of, "but yeah, it's also half full" going on in my head. I got lucky with Dr. Kim. I really grew to like him being in my mouth once a month for a little over a year, but how many times can I get lucky? The way my karma has been lately...

I don't know what I did in the last year to piss off the powers that be, y'all. Seriously. I need some good juju.

At least the ipod is working again -- even if it has to be plugged into the wall.

Now Listening: Inara George - Fools In Love

2 comments:

Laura said...

1. You should include "hilarity ahead" warnings so that I can prepare myself and not take a drink of Coke just before I read about anything involving Ben and olives, or things being mistaken for olives, or vegatables contaminating other foods.

2. You go ahead and pretend you haven't fallen in love with midwestern accents, but the Midwest Loves Briar Contingent (you know who we are) knows better...you betcha.

3. I have single-handedly resolved the glass half full/empty dilemma…the answer is a double shot glass. Clearly it doesn’t matter if the glass is half full or half empty, in either case the glass is just too big. Save space and put the liquid in a double shot...it will be full everytime thus forcing you to be optimistic not only because it's full, but also because it's a shot glass...why would you be down about one of those?

Missin your face in the midwest.

Briar said...

*LOL* Laura - the worst part is, it was on my pizza slice. It wasn't doing anything to him!

I can commiserate, though. I feel the same way about rasins. Only with less publicly violent reactions.