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4th April 2008

11:38am: where are they now?
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Happy birthday to [info]casheeish, who posted a few times and vanished.

Here's to bygone days. Write if you get work.
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4:13pm: memorial miscellany
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I stopped off at the nearby Lutheran church to give blood today (what the heck, I had some) and saw something interesting from the parking lot.

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7:56pm: surprise
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I tried something new at the sushi place tonight -- tempura California roll. A basic Cali roll is a bit passe for me, but the tempura thing was intriguing, so I forewent the black dragon roll and ordered the t.C.r. and half a crunch roll in addition to the customary shrimp and unagi nigiri.

I picked up a piece, dipped it lightly, and popped it in my mouth. The unexpected warmth and the tempura batter were a pleasant surprise. I began chewing, and the back bottom tooth that's been complaining lately whenever I bite on anything (however soft) gave its loudest twinge yet. I carefully finished the bite. When I started my next bite, I realized that the tooth was no longer all there. No fragments remained in my mouth, so apparently it went down with the previous piece of maki.

I told Cathy what was happening. Mr. Dong came to the table and asked if I was okay, and I told him about the tooth. Not your fault, I told him. Sarah solemnly advised me to chew on the other side. I thanked her for this advice. I finished the meal in a subdued way, resentful that my anticipated enjoyment of tasty sushi should be spoiled by dental inadequacy.

Driving home, Cathy opined that for a broken tooth, they should have comped us at least one roll. I didn't say much.
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8:17pm: guest lecturer
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I went to Sarah's class to talk about my job, which is sitting here at home doing graphics and desktop publishing on the computer. I showed them hard copies of some of the things I'd done -- a couple of book covers, some Christmas cards, and coloring pictures for Sarah based on photos I'd taken.

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