Okay. So I’ve been a little slack on my updates. I did add some more personality quizzes a few days ago (under “bio”) but I didn’t put a note in my “updates” column. Sorry.  Well, here go my mad ramblings.

I got to work on Monday morning (another slow day, and at the beginning of the week, ugh) and at about 8:45 it struck me. I have to learn CPR. When I was younger I learned child and infant CPR for a babysitting class I took at the local hospital. When I worked as a camp counselor, we were certified for adult, child and infant CPR. That was 6 years ago. So I went onto the infirmary website here at UF, and signed up for Adult, Child and Infant CPR class for next Wednesday, for the price of $35.

What is this pressing need for me to be re-certified? I can’t explain it. It is not for any logical reason, such as I am changing jobs to join a health profession, or become a lifeguard, or anything. It was more of a sudden idea that was uncovered in my mind. I just hope it is not some sort of premonition. It’s hard to describe. I was simply sitting there at my desk, and I thought to myself “Oh, I need to relearn CPR,” and then I set about researching and signing up for the class. It never even occurred to me to question why I felt this need to take this. It is just right.

I had a dentist appointment recently. A cleaning, and x-rays. Cleanings are no fun. Not anything against the dentil hygienist, she was good, but not talkative. But it is just, blah. You know how it is to sit there with your mouth open, making funny faces trying to accommodate the tools that are in poking and prodding and scraping your teeth. After the cleaning, I waited, and the dentist came in. He did the normal, checking the x-rays, then checking some spots on my teeth for whatever it is they check for, and just generally looking. I kinda felt like a gift horse.… Anyway, it occurred to me while I was sitting there how gentle his touch was, nothing painful like the cleaning, and the hand that he used to hold the little mirror in my mouth was resting slightly on my cheek. It was warm, and almost a sensual feeling. I’m going to end there, because 1) there was nothing else beyond that thought and 2) while I try to write for my “mysterious other” I realize my friends are reading this too. (I refuse to be embarrassed!).

My latest addiction is the Nano Wrimo website forums. I am spending way too much time there, and they have only been up for 2 days. I am officially registered to participate in Nano Wrimo (witness the icon to the left). I will try to dedicate as much time as I can to this page before November, but here is your advance warning: November will be Hell for me. I will not get to update this site much. I will be posting my story as it goes, so that will pretty much be the only update. I will put up a page explaining this in detail on October 31st. Other than that, I encourage you all to sign up to. That way we can all be creative bundles of misery, um, energy together.

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