I saw this linked on The Divine Ms. Em's blog, and thought it was hillarious. Click immediately and watch.
and in case you are interested in seeing "Must Love Jaws", here you go.
You're welcome.
Until Later,
Sondra
Sunday, May 21, 2006
Thursday, May 18, 2006
novocaine in the morning
So I went to the dentist today for a filling. In comes the novocaine and now I can't feel half my face.
I guess I wasn't fully aware of how much the right side of my face isn't working. As I walked out and tried not to drool as I paid the receptionist, a dental hygienist walked by, smiled at me, I smiled back. She just laughed and walked by. When I got back to the car, I looked in the rear view mirror and found out that this is the smile I gave her:
I guess I wasn't fully aware of how much the right side of my face isn't working. As I walked out and tried not to drool as I paid the receptionist, a dental hygienist walked by, smiled at me, I smiled back. She just laughed and walked by. When I got back to the car, I looked in the rear view mirror and found out that this is the smile I gave her:
Nice, Huh? Whats even creepier is that even the muscles around my right eye are hard to move because of the novocaine as well, so one eye gives this- "MUST KILL" kind of look. Really, this is as much as I can smile.
How will anyone know when I'm happy?
If this isn't a warning against botox, I don't know what is. It's not nice to not be able to move/feel your face. So don't inject toxins into it, people.
It's actually kind of reminiscent of an Elvis grin. See the freakish resemblance?
Elvis
Not Elvis
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Now hopefully my face can stop feeling funky now.
Until Later,
Sondra
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
valley of the lillys
Yes, I have survived finals and I'm back in Rochester. Actually, i've been back for almost two weeks, but I haven't gotten around to blogging at all.
It's good to be home. Looking for a job this summer sucks, but I'm hoping the whole ordeal will be done with in the next two weeks.
Right now I'm really not too motivated to be looking for a job. I'm just basking in the glow of my lovely 3.75 GPA that I came back with from my freshman year of college. I'm really pleased with myself about that. It also looks like transfering from AU next year is going to be in the cards. This will hopefully help me get into most schools and find something that offers a nice Anthropology/Sociology major.
It's been strange going back to living with parental units, but not really bad. It is dificult to remember to call them and let them know where I am however. Not used to having to report back.
I was very pleased to find out that these lovely (and my personal favorite) lillys of the valley had bloomed. So pretty! They smell so lovely too. Unfortunately e-smell has not been invented yet so you're just going to have to settle with for a picture.
Anyway, I feel like I don't have much to talk about lately. I'll post some other time when I have more to type about.
Until Later,
Sondra
It's good to be home. Looking for a job this summer sucks, but I'm hoping the whole ordeal will be done with in the next two weeks.
Right now I'm really not too motivated to be looking for a job. I'm just basking in the glow of my lovely 3.75 GPA that I came back with from my freshman year of college. I'm really pleased with myself about that. It also looks like transfering from AU next year is going to be in the cards. This will hopefully help me get into most schools and find something that offers a nice Anthropology/Sociology major.
It's been strange going back to living with parental units, but not really bad. It is dificult to remember to call them and let them know where I am however. Not used to having to report back.
I was very pleased to find out that these lovely (and my personal favorite) lillys of the valley had bloomed. So pretty! They smell so lovely too. Unfortunately e-smell has not been invented yet so you're just going to have to settle with for a picture.
Anyway, I feel like I don't have much to talk about lately. I'll post some other time when I have more to type about.
Until Later,
Sondra
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