Root canals have a really bad rep, which they don't deserve. Getting a root canal is really no worse than getting a filling, except that it costs more. A lot more. But anyway. Apparently the anesthesia wasn't as good in olden days, so people could actually feel what was going on. And since the process takes a while, this is, to put it mildly, extremely painful. I can't imagine. But mine was totally fine, and I feel okay. Except a bit of a sore throat, but that's totally unrelated. There's something going around the office.
Brent and I saw The Complete Works of William Shakespeare (abridged) on Wednesday night. It totally rocked. Front row seats, baby! It's fascinating when you can actually make eye contact with the performers. And Matt Rippy? Adorable. He's my new boyfriend. And he's a less imaginary boyfriend than, say, Ioan, because I've actually spoken to him. *sigh* Anyway, go check out their website.
This weekend: busy. Helping Jody move. Lunch with Linda. Dinner with Brent, Steve, and Brent's family. I am such the social butterfly.
Current song in my head:
"Bent" by matchbox twenty