Two days later, my new gold(!) tooth is feeling much better than the temporary crown ever did. It's still a little bit sensitive but I can chew with more force than I could with the temporary crown.
I was watching the American Idol contest this week. Even though it is the audience that votes for the contestants that move to the next level (thirty-two left, eight performances per evening, the top two move on), the three judges still make comments on their performances. Last night the judges gave the "least best" evaluation to the best singer. Unfortunately, they are looking for the best "performer" who would best make the best pop star, not the best singer. So, the audience then voted for the two performers that the judges gave the best comments to. (Granted, they were excellent.)
The guys who work at the hostel are... why should it bother me? Maybe it sounds petty when I write about it but hopefully by doing this, it will bother me less. One of the guys shampooed the rug in the common room (which has the TV) then an other guy, Mark starts to fix up the walls but walks over the clean rug and leaves dirt marks. Mark has not finished one of the rooms upstairs for over three months, while in the meantime he started and finished other small rooms and has since started working on the bathhouse. (He can't seem to finish one project without starting another one.) When I ask him why it takes so long, he blames the owner for not buying the stuff he needs to complete the job. It's never his fault - he has a superiority complex. I have a few other complaints about some of the people who are living here for the winter (how can one just work and do nothing else except watch TV?) but I don't want this to sound too petty. It's not intolerable - just mildly irritating.
Hopefully, the common room will take a long time to complete so I don't have to hear the TV on all the time as I live in a room next to it. Normally, the TV is on just about all day long and people are usually around, it is hard for me to concentrate. I am very easily distracted. It takes time for me to get into a creative frame of mind. In this situation, I am even finding it hard to be able to read for long periods of time. I really need a nice quiet space where I can concentrate and not be distracted. (Hopefully, I can find one when I get to Paris.) I go to the library be able to read but there too are many people walking through and there are all sorts of noises so not much can happen there either. Oh, the sufferings of creative genius! ;)
I just got my permanent crown put on at the dentist's today. They took off the temporary one - Ouch! No anesthesia. He said that the tooth would be sensitive for about two more weeks. (A couple of hours now after it was put on, it feels better than the temporary one did. At least this time without the novacaine, I won't bite my lip when I eat!)
Just finished reading the Dalai Lama's autobiography and informed myself about the Chinese occupation of Tibet - a bit depressing.
Last weekend, I wasn't feeling that great. It's that time of the year when my mom died so I am struggling with my motivation. ("Why bother?" "What the point?") It comes and goes from around Christmas time each year (except last year because I was traveling) until after February 22nd when she died. This is so hard to write about in any coherent fashion. I feel better today.
To offset the last gloomy entry - a few short jokes!
-Drunken Donut
A cop pulls over a guy.
"Your eyes are awfully red. Have you been drinking?"
"Gee, officer," the man says. "Your eyes are awfully glazed -- have you been eating doughnuts?"
-Sharing
A Frenchman, an Englishman, an American man, and a lawyer were sitting on a train.
The Frenchman offered everyone some of his baguette, then threw it out the window, saying,
"Don't worry - we have plenty of those where I come from."
The Englishman offered everyone a crumpet, then threw the rest out of the window, saying,
"Don't worry - we have plenty of those where I come from."
Then the American threw the lawyer out the window, saying...
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A guy says, "Doctor, Doctor! Help me, I keep thinking I'm getting smaller!"
The doctor replies, "Well, you'll just have to be a little patient."
