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Day 132: life is…good?

I sometimes wonder about how I’m doing karma-wise. I don’t think I’m a bad person and I gave up trying to save the world in college. But, sometimes I don’t know if I’m even up to par.

I often work late, and I’m not always the best at letting Katie know I appreciate everything she does for me.
I don’t make that many close friends, and I don’t feel like I let people in on my emotions enough.
And I’m not terribly active in the community, politics, or charity.

I don’t even really take too much care of myself.
But I have fun, and I really enjoy my life right now.
Is that enough? Aside from the fact that I worry a bit about my health in a decade, I think it is.

Day 130: i love me some HFCS

There’s something about “fake” drinks that appeals to me.

Yoohoo? Not chocolate milk, but I like it. Tang? Some kind of orange colored sugar water, but it’s delicious!

On second thought, maybe I just really like water with high fructose corn syrup in it that looks like something more. Yeah, that’s probably it.

Day 126: fragility

At work today, I moved my desk a few feet in one direction. It was part of a large group move, but I ended up just kind of shoving my desk in one direction. Somehow, during this tiny move, the weight sensors in my postal scale got jarred or shocked. Now, when I try to turn it on, it just says “ErrE” which is a bit sad and misspelled.

I hadn’t thought of my scale as that fragile of a device, but in this tech-heavy age, it’s easy to forget that the insides of our toys are still relatively weak. All those moving electronics bits are quite susceptible to sudden movements.

It’s interesting; we are all as fragile. Our insides are far more fragile than computers, as are our cases. And yet, growing up, we start to think of ourselves as a bit indestructible. It’s not like I think I can stand in front of a speeding car and survive, but it’s not something I imagine could ever really happen to me. I may joke about getting diabetes, but I don’t honestly think much about wasting away with cancer in a few decades.

To think that one day, I could end up like my postal scale. A tiny movement in the grand scheme of things and my insides get jarred and I don’t function anymore. It’s a scary thought.

Day 118: angry dentistry

I was talking with some co-workers today about dentists and oral hygiene in general. A few of them had tooth troubles and were planning on visiting a dentist soon, and neither was particularly happy about it.

I’ve never had a fear of dentists (as some people seem to), but it’s not really ever been something I look forward to. We started discussing why nobody really likes to go to the dentist and it seems that everyone’s typical dental experience is one that is with a somewhat disgruntled or angry hygienist or dentist. I remember a particularly mean dental assistant when I was in middle school that flossed my teeth until they hurt and said it was my fault that it hurt because I didn’t floss enough.

Everyone appears to have one of those experiences. So, the question became: why do so many dental people appear to be so angry? I think it’s primarily because dental professionals live in a bit of a bubble. They live in the “oral hygiene is super important” bubble. It must be a bit like being a mathematical or musical genius where everyone else in the world thinks your work is interesting but a bit crazy.

So it must get to dental people. Why does no one else care about flossing? Why do these stupid people come in every year with more easily preventable cavities? And so, they start becoming belligerent. Who wouldn’t?

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