No rounding up.

[mrissa]

The alarm went off at 4:50 this morning. When my parents were getting up at 5:50, they referred to it as, "ten 'til six," and my aunt Kathy argued with them: "Not ten 'til six! Five fifty!" I feel that way about 4:50, a bit. It is not a humane hour, and it should not be rounded up to five o'clock, which is also not a humane hour but is one in which I have sometimes found myself awake anyway. I'm a morning person. But not a 4:50 morning person.

I have a dentist appointment this morning. She will tell me if my wisdom tooth is coming in okay (it hurts less this morning than it did last night, by a long shot) and other teeth-stuff. It occurred to me, when I was picking a dentist off the insurance list, that I really haven't had much for male health care personnel in my life. A few nurses, mostly, and one "I need this stupid exam to renew my prescription because my doctor in California was deliberately controlling and bitchy about it" visit. There's no reason I should specifically want a female dentist. There's nothing about dentistry that requires ovaries, to the best of my knowledge. But on the other hand, what I really want is a dentist who reminds me of Susan, my old dentist, and like most Susans, Susan is female.

I have no idea what I will be doing with the rest of my day. I'm not at all sure what I should rely on my brain to process accurately. I tried to go back to bed after dropping markgritter off at the airport, but I didn't manage to get back to sleep. Instead, my brain said to me, "I think you should white-paper the first chapter of Thermionic Night. Yep. Redo it entirely from scratch. Redeem the suckage. Go." Riiiiight. Thanks, brain. I got out of bed in self-defense.

Comments

[songwind.livejournal.com]

I've been known to propose that 4:50 in the morning (and similar times) are actually ficticious; they are simply products of old-people guilt propaganda.

[adrian-turtle.livejournal.com]

I call that time, "ten minutes BEFORE O dark hundred," when I have to wake up then. I'm not fond of it, either. I was up that early this morning, because that's when it started being too hot to sleep.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Yes, my mom has "oh dark hundred" and "oh dawn thirty." We were on the road at oh dawn fifteen or so.

[keightyb.livejournal.com]

I have a Susan dentist. I also had my wisdom teeth removed. All three of them (never got the fourth, apparently... my mom says it's evolution). I was eating at Spaghetti Works that night. I had *very* little pain.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Is your Susan dentist in Omaha?

woops!

[keightyb.livejournal.com]

Nope, Lincoln.

Re: woops!

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Darn!