Thursday, August 18, 2005 Like a bad pizza burn
Today I think I'm too tired for roller derby, and it is so sad. Last night was the first closed practice I'd gone to, and it nearly killed me. One of the sponsors rented the rink for us, so instead of skating around on our own at the same time and dodging children, we did drills upon drills. One day, I will have thighs like mighty sequoias, and I won't go get a beer before practice, either, so I might be even better at not doing things like rolling over my own fingertips when we do the drill where we have to touch the floor. A girl got knocked out for a few seconds when were playing tag after practice was over. She seemed OK, eventually. We're ordering helmets soon.
In other news of health and safety, I got to go to the dentist today. I'd waited two months for the appointment, but I'm rising in the hierarchy of the sliding-scale clinic now, because the next appointment is in mid-September, practically tomorrow. I like the dentist, because she wears really reasonable eyeliner, and she knows that dental patients are basically flawed souls who aren't going to follow her orders, so she doesn't try to use the brutal sarcasm and scare tactics of previous dentists. Still, she told me not to pick at the goo that's stuck to my tooth and the surrounding area. I'm one step closer to eating with the left side of my mouth. Under that assumption, the future holds twice as much candy. I can't have nice teeth. posted by Frenz | 8/18/2005 04:40:00 PM
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