May 31st, 2010


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Earlier we thought our plumbing had healed itself, but it backed up again this afternoon. And I just had a filling fall out of a tooth.

It went like this: "WTF, this mouthful of bread has a metallic foreign object in it! Oh, my teeth feel different."

So it's the plumber and the dentist next week. Bad three day weekend, no biscuit.

Links that are not about my teeth or my plumbing:

New online SF magazine debuts June 1: Lightspeed Magazine

From Scott Edelman, a ink to a YouTube Video: How many times do you have to tell someone to stop touching you? I'm thinking it should be less than forty.