Charley

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Hmm. I'm ADHD, too, the inattentive type. Though I'm old school and call it ADD, no hyperactive involved. My mind wanders. Gotta keep rewinding shows to see what I missed while off with the fairies. Anyway, personally, I don't go much on labels in general. Yes, I know I just label myself, but at the same time calling these things 'disorders' or 'flaws' feels wrong. It's interesting how the intricacies of these so-called disorders are different for each person. To me, these sorts of things are just the way we are built; they're some of what makes us individuals. Everyone unique.

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I had a tooth pulled. When I say tooth, I really mean a stubbornly unmovable wisdom bastard, and when I say pulled, I really mean destroyed and extracted.

1. Ouch.
2. The tooth didn't want to leave, or even move for that matter, so she cut the bone. That didn't really help much, so the tooth was drilled in half. Finally, an hour and half of tugging and sawing and drilling later, it came out.
3. The dentist was a beautiful woman. Her daughter was her assistant/nurse, and an equally beautiful woman. They both kept pressed up against me while working together to destroy my mouth. They... knew what they were doing. As far as distractions go, that helped.
4. My face is swollen. I'm on pain killers. I chew very, very carefully now, and am currently sipping coffee through a straw.
5. My mouth hurts.

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"Always in the last place you look" seemed like a silly expression to me. I mean, of course it's in the last place I look, why would I keep looking after I find it? Recently, someone pointed out that the expression is meant to be "Always in the last place you'd look" (the last place you would consider looking). That apostrophe d makes all the difference. Well yes, aren't I the silly one, then. Anyway, normally when I find a lost item I suddenly remember how it got there. Not this time. Found my lost sock under the kitchen sink. I might have a poltergeist with an odd associative disorder with socks and dishwashing detergent.

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Growing up I was told that hate is a strong word. Ok, a lot of people use the term loosely, but I'm talking about the real deal. I don't think I've ever hated anyone, although I'm not sure because I'm not sure what it feels like. What I know is that I've never acted spitefully or maliciously, temptations notwithstanding. I guess that could be a good thing.

On the opposite end of the scale is love. Growing up, no one warned me against it, because maybe they thought it is something everyone wants. I'm not sure if I've ever loved someone, because I'm not sure what it feels like, either. Maybe love is just caring deeply for someone. Although I have cared for people in my life, I can't honestly say that I've cared deeply for anyone: the type of care that causes you real pain when you know another person is in pain or brings you true joy to know they are happy. I've heard about it but can't say I've felt it, not to what I assume to be the fullest extent. Maybe I'm not capable of it, or maybe I just haven't met someone who affects me like that. From what I hear about love, and the hurt it can cause, I guess that could be a good thing. Nah... I hear a lot of nice things about it, more good than bad. I want to know what it feels like.

Ramble over.

What Are You Listening To?

What Are You Listening To?