Vortexia's Secret

i am finally home. for about 3 days. and then i may have to leave... again. it has been one helluva week. seriously. hell. of. a. week.

so i don't really even know where to start. all the plans i had were shot down. well, except i still had to go to the dentist. but it was ok. but really just another not-so-fabulous thing that had to happen during the week. at least there was a benefit to the dentist being snowed under a backlog. they took the x-rays and put them through the machine. the dentist popped over while he was waiting for whatever to take effect with the lady next to me (i'm sure he was doing horrible dentisty things to her. poor poor lady.) he did the poke at the teeth thing while barking at the hygienist about needing her there and not getting the x-rays back. but she grabbed them anyway and doted over whether or not they were good enough because there was a scratch. the dentist looked them over, said they were good, and they rushed away again. even though it was a more stressful atmosphere than normal, at least i knew within the first 15 minutes that i got the ok. however, i was taught how to floss like i was 6. even though i floss regularly. once a day (unless i'm too tired or inebriated to care) just like they tell you to do.

so i'm not sure what else to say now. i have to get going. shower and get ready for classes in the morning. one weird thing... for some reason, i am now more ok with gardening. not just like i can keep things alive, but i don't resent the plants anymore and actually want to keep them alive. my very first plant was an ivy cutting that i made my mom care for because i didn't think i could even manage that. yeah, we killed it. so my first real plant of my own was one mayhem gave me. it was cute and all, but i secretly wondered why the hell he gave me something to care for when he should have just been thankful i knew how to care for myself. ok so maybe i'm greatly exaggerating since i've always been pretty independent. but i just focused on the problems. but now i am actually digging (har har har) it. we'll see if anything truly survives from this week and a half when i was gone. everything still looks alive, but that's fooled me before. at least my stuff was inside. mayhem left his on the porch by accident. it froze. haha, oops!

well this is all nothing much of substance. i'm glad to be home. i have a lot of catching up in real life, but i will also try to catch up in the blog world. both in your lives and in my posting. ok, shower time. hugs!