All things go

I've been watching a lot of TNT lately. It comes with the territory of spending quality time with my couch and large television, two things I miss greatly at school. TNT is a reliable source of daytime Law and Order, one of my favorite shows - so much that every text message I get is marked with L&O's signature "dunDUN" noise. Aside from providing me with my daily L&O fix, TNT's been airing Without a Trace and my new love, Bones. It's just another in a long string of crime shows with a forensic angle, but I'm a huge fan.

Moral of the story, though: I spend probably too much of my time with TNT. And I've started to notice the mususic that they lay under their "what's next" announcements. And it sounds remarkably like Sufjan Stevens's "Chicago." Like very similar. While I've never been a huge Sufjan fan (I like him and all, but his songs bring back memories of a certain crazy roommate trying to play them on the guitar. At all hours of the day and night.), I just find it kind of interesting. Just a thought. Maybe TNT and I need to take a break.

Brush 'em, brush 'em, brush 'em

I forced myself out of bed this morning to go to the dentist. Tragic as waking up was, I do actually enjoy the dentist... I wasn't the kid who threw tantrums en route to his office, or the one who threw up on the dental hygienist (that was my brother), but I actually looked forward to going. Probably because I have good teeth, so they praised my good dental hygiene and then gave me a prize - positive reinforcement at its finest. Today I was not excited. Probably because it meant waking up when my alarm clock told me to, not when my body wanted to. And though I didn't get any prizes following today's appointment (they cut that one off around the age of 12), I did get a new friend. Kind of. Mary, my dental hygienist, and I made nice conversation about school, the weather and the prevalence of text messaging in today's society (she had a patient last week who was texting WHILE going through the dentist appointment motions - x-ray, cleaning, etc. I'm an avid texter but really? Too much, too much). My appointment didn't end in a hug the same way last week's mani/pedi did, but it was still nice. Especially considering the fact that the majority of the time, some sort of dental tool was exploring my teeth. Maybe I talk too much?