October 2nd, 2008

Tony Stark--Anteaters


See, this is what happens when you don't go to the dentist for over ten years because you think they're all like Orin Scrivello, DDS.

You end up sitting through the Iron Man soundtrack TWICE...while they clean half your mouth. And then they insert little antibiotic powder things up under your gums to kill the bacteria that's made its home-sweet-home up there and caused bone loss in your jaw.

Yeah. I get to go back in two weeks so they can do the other side. Which, thankfully, isn't as bad.

Keep in mind, this is just the cleaning part. I have two broken and one chipped tooth, and probably a crapload of cavities as well.


On the plus side, I have the next part of the not!KKBB/IM fic. I shouldn't have any trouble making word count today. Yay.
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I cracked...

29,000 words yesterday. And cracked my weekly word count goal as well. Today, I made my 250-word goal and then some.

I figured out how I was going to break this scene in such a way that I can just quit and take their day up again the next morning. I guess three hours in a dentist chair was good for something. Besides my teeth, that is. Which feel ridulously clean.

The lovely and effulgent difrancis runs a little thing she calls "Snippet Saturday," wherein she invites her fellow writers to post something they're working on. And I've stuck the ones I think are relevant in my memories. Just in case anyone's interested in looking at the silly things. And now I've got all my snippet tags in one place.