The dog ate my internet.

[merimask]

Another mystery solved.  Today Greg and I happened to be in our driveway assessing tree damage, when he noticed a bundle of frayed, chewed up wires sticking out of the house.  Our cable hookup, it seems, temporarily caught Kiba's attention and, well... I'm not sure how to handle this when the Time Warner guy shows up on Wednesday (HUGE squirrels, maybe?).

Huskies:  Pretty, charming, cute, friendly, energetic, and fragile egos with teeth.  He probably got cheesed because we left him in the yard just a little too long one day, and there were these shiny, colorful new things sticking out of the house and BAM, no high speed cable.  *shrug*

Tomorrow, I'm going to the dentist again to have an old filling removed and replaced.  I had x-rays taken last week, and there doesn't seem to be any complications or infection but still...  Eeep!  :-(  I HATE going to the dentist.  I avoid it at all costs.  My wisdom teeth are cramming into all my other teeth and they really need to be removed, but they're really IN there and it'll involve surgery and bone saws to get 'em out of my jaw and I'm like "HELL no!", but I can't ignore this one freaking tooth...it just has to be fixed.  Last time it was worked on, the dentist gave me THREE shots of novocaine and then practically sat on me to finish drilling it out.  I have a congenital defect; tiny deep pits in my teeth which make it really easy to get cavities no matter HOW much I brush.  They're all filled now (years and years ago...it's been ten years since the last time I went to the dentist) and I haven't had a new cavity in at least that long, but this one freaking tooth waaaay in the back was just never finished correctly and it really hurts, all the time.  So, tomorrow I'm going to have to bite the bullet (HAHA!  *sob) and go to this new dentist and hopefully she won't torture me too long.  *freaked*

In other news; my butterfly kite from Thailand...it's STARING at me with one huge buggy paper mache' eye and it's a little disconcerting.   I moved it in here (the computer/guest room) to make room on the wall for the print pzb gave me,  (which looks awesome btw...I matted it myself with a big black matt and framed it with a huge 20 X26'' oak frame and it totally dominates my living room)...but now my kite is just sitting up there off to my right and it's rustling ever so slightly against the wall as the breeze from the heater moves it.  I keep startling and glancing up, and it keeps glaring back at me with it's gigantic monarch butterfly eyes.  Getting stared down by your own wall art is a creepy feeling.  I wonder how many of my masks do that  each and every night to people all over the world...perhaps it's Karmic justice?  :-)