So, apparently "Life" got a full season order. YAY! (So now Sarah Clarke's character can come back and marry Crews or something. :D Now that I've mentioned SC I feel a lot better.)
NBC does make some good decision, sometimes. "Journeyman" got the two weeks notice instead... Just when I was starting to like it.
Reunion dinner with my middle school friends was awesome. Someone couldn't make it, but the most part of the class was there. It was so weird seeing how time has changed some of them and how others haven't changed at all. Like, the boys where exactly the same. I won the award for the one who changed the most. Didn't have the courage to ask if it was in a good way... :P
It was 8 years since we last saw each other. I mean, I personally kept in touch with a bunch of them, but lost contact with most. And was just so cool to get back together after so much time and find out what we've been doing all these years.
We left promising each other not to wait another 8 years to get together for another reunion dinner. :)
The other day I called my denstist cuz I haven't been seeing her in two years, so it feels like it's time for a check up. Actually, I've been having this feeling that something is somehow wrong... I mean, I don't have any caries or anything, never had one, but I don't know. It's a feeling, you know. We've been working so hard to get my teeth pretty and shiny and we wouldn't want it ruined just because I noticed something was off and didn't say anything. Besides, I trust her with my life. If she said "we have to remove all your teeth cuz it's best that way", I'd be like "Yes ma'am. Let's do it."
So I called the dentist's office and I spoke with the secretary. It turned out to be most embarassing conversation ever.
SECRETARY: So, you're already scheduled for an appointment next year, around June.
ME: Yeah, I know, but it's been two years already and I just want to make sure everything's alright.
SECRETARY: What, is anything wrong?
ME: No, no. I hope not.
SECRETARY: So, what's up?
ME: I don't know, it's just a feeling...
SECRETARY: A... feeling?
ME: Yeah, like... I just wanna make sure.
SECRETARY: A feeling like... a sixth sense?
ME: (I don't see this ending well...) Sort of. Maybe.
SECRETARY: What kind of sixth sense?
ME: (Look, I'd REALLY really love to tell you everything about my feeling, but) I'm sorry, I'm calling from my cellphone and I'm running out of money, would you please--
SECRETARY: Sure, of course. Lemme see when the doctor has a free hour for you...
Awkward. She must have thought I was on crack or something. Or she was.
The funny thing is I lost the post-it where I wrote the day of the appointment, so I'm gonna have to call in again and ask when was it. I just hope there's another secretary today.
I'm writing an imaginary essay
called "Truths about TV". It's nothing serious, don't worry. I started writing it while analyzing my dad's crazy zapping. Hopefully it'll turn out silly enough and I'll post it here.
P.S: Those of my fl who are fans of Sarah and considered sending something in for the Sarah-Clarke.net calendar project
, now's the time (or it's the time to start working on something and send it soon :P). There's also the chance to win pretty things. :)