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Cheesepocalypse pizza! Mm! --- So, packing. And doing the pre-trip checklists. I need to call NWA and make ABSO-FREAKING-LUTELY sure that all I need is a printout of the booking confirmation with the reference number (plus passport etc). My ESTA registration should still be valid from flying in April, but I ran through the application again last week just to make sure of it. No problems. In the Big Bag of Hold Luggage: Packed chargers and things, plus US adaptor. Packed toiletries ('cept things I'll be using in the interim, like toothbrush). Packed clothes (overall emphasis on layers, but a few thicker items too). Packed juggling balls. Camera in its shoulder-bag is in here. In the Smaller Backpack of Cabin Joy: Passport, railcard, train tickets, all sorted. My Oyster card should have about £10-15 on it still, which is more than enough to cover the £2 bus fare from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) taldragon's to Heathrow. I'll be picking up some dollars tomorrow, for emergencies, and if necessary I'll have my cards with me for Aiee Monetary Moments. Change of underwear. Towel. Toothbrush will go in here, along with comb. Laptop, wrapped in towel for padding. Laptop's cables etc. Packed DS and book, iPod's charged and ready to go. Packed teabags. Going for a week without tea? MADNESS. Apparently I'll have to declare those at Customs as a food item. Hrrrrm. They can go in the BBoHL. Miscellaneous other things, some dodgier than others. Ehehee. c.c Still, nagging feeling that I've forgotten something! Current Mood:  excited
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*snrk* Cheap shots at me in a friend's LJ. That's amusing. People are strange. I'm full of soup and unable to focus on anything! So I'm watching the episode of Voyager with Q and Q arguing about suicide. After that, I'm going to put another load of laundry on and do some dishes and start packing for next week. Four days. OMG. OMGOMGOMG. So excited! Hee. Q and his other self just did simultaneous facepalms. That's so great. Work appears to have reached some sort of peak-of-the-wave. We're surfing along, five days behind where we should be. It's stressy and they want us all to stay for as much overtime as we can manage. I've signed up for an hour and a half now until Thursday. Won't that be fun. The weekend just gone, on the other hand, was rather nice. I spent most of it exhausted and doped to the gills and not much fun, but it was still nice having tehvixen here. I got to cook for her, which is always nice - I don't have an excuse to cook very often anymore. Strangely, my tooth-hole doesn't hurt, but where the dentist stuck me with the Giant Steel Needle of Doom is fairly agonising. If I could see my gum, I imagine it'd be one giant bruise! Ow. Else... just tired, mostly. That's the shape of life at present. Huzzah!
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So, dental appointment today. It was expected to be just a checkup. But then there was the 'mostly okay, but that shattered tooth is a problem' and the X-Ray and the 'we can do a deep filling but it may cause you problems in future' and the jabbing of gums and the numbness and the midway-through-the-filling 'oops, we're into the nerve. Well, now we can either do a root canal for 180 pounds or an extraction for 40 pounds'. "Colonel Molar! This is Lieutenant Right Premolar. We've reached the extraction zone." "Good work, son." And then there was more anaesthetic. And then there was a pair of pliers, and some strong twisting and some yanking and now I have a hole in my gum that I just cannot keep my tongue out of it. All in all, interesting day. Work's still sucky, but I only have to work four hours tomorrow and tehvixen followed me home, so that's all okay. Now, I get to introduce her to Firefly. This is a goodness! Current Mood: recumbent
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