Not-so-motivated

The cross-bar retainer that I've had pasted behind my lower-front teeth since I was 12 finally fell off. I bit into a not-quite-ripe piece of fruit (well, the core of the fruit, actually), and that jerked it loose. Oops?

I suppose that means I actually have to find a dentist up here. I've been putting off the whole finding a new doctor/gyno/dentist thing, seeing as I feel fine and I'm too busy to really look, buuuuut maybe I shouldn't anymore. Heh.

Anyhoo, I'm trying hard to spin up my motivation, and it seems to be working in most arenas of my life. Well, today, anyway. ;p

These past two weekends have pretty much confirmed, however, that I am going to get schoooooooled at the tournament. XD I can live with that, because it was a quick decision that left me with no time to really train up for it, and it's mainly an exercise in mental preparation. (i.e. not making myself do worse by getting scared and psyching myself out)

Buuuut, yeah. Kinda gonna get my ass kicked. ;p

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