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I have come to the conclusion that at least some of my dental pain is psychosomatic; it's a glaring disadvantage of having a Boeing 787 brain. Every hurt is magnified, and the brain weasels kick into overdrive and remind you of that news story you read six years ago about the truck driver who ignored a toothache because he was broke and died an agonizing death from sepsis. It might be that might bite needs adjustment(yet again). If it still feels funky in a day or two, I'll go in. This poor dentist is going to think I'm a raving loon and hypochondriac. I dread what he'll find on my comprehensive next month.
In happier news, I'm watching Lucifer on Netflix. It's early yet, but it's a cheesy blast. The idea of Satan being entranced by a plucky human impervious to his charms is pure glurge, but Lucifer is so charming that I don't care. I'm a sucker for English accents, and when you combine one with dark hair, a sly sense of mischief, and a tailored suit, forget it. Just hand me the drool bucket and kiss my soul goodbye. His fascination with Chloe is inexplicable at the moment since she's your average sassy TV heroine, but his pained reaction to her eight-year-old daughter, who follows him like a besotted puppy and tackles him at every opportunity is delightful. Something tells me she'll have him wrapped around her snaggle-toothed finger in no time.
I'd rather Lucifer and Chloe didn't boff, but that's the way of these procedurals, and it's too much to hope that they just stay crime-fighting BFFs.
In happier news, I'm watching Lucifer on Netflix. It's early yet, but it's a cheesy blast. The idea of Satan being entranced by a plucky human impervious to his charms is pure glurge, but Lucifer is so charming that I don't care. I'm a sucker for English accents, and when you combine one with dark hair, a sly sense of mischief, and a tailored suit, forget it. Just hand me the drool bucket and kiss my soul goodbye. His fascination with Chloe is inexplicable at the moment since she's your average sassy TV heroine, but his pained reaction to her eight-year-old daughter, who follows him like a besotted puppy and tackles him at every opportunity is delightful. Something tells me she'll have him wrapped around her snaggle-toothed finger in no time.
I'd rather Lucifer and Chloe didn't boff, but that's the way of these procedurals, and it's too much to hope that they just stay crime-fighting BFFs.
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