New Town, New Job, New Sara

Crap dude. I have a friggin full time job. I am living during the weeks with my Grandmother just north of Vancouver and working down the hill for my Uncle Eric at his dental lab. I make deliveries and pick up stuff, but thats no fun to talk about. The other half of my job is pouring clay-like stuff into those gummy impressions and making models of the teeth that Eric and the others make crowns on. Pretty good stuff there.

and today I cleaned a sink. for three hours. my hands are cracking from the dryness not only from scrubbing the sink, but also from the stone stuff we pour into the impressions. Not good when you pride yourself on the softness of your skin like I do.

OH and I am a teeth girl- aka I really like good teeth and I find it really attractive when a guy has good teeth. Its kind of ironic that I have to work making models of nasty ugly teeth all day. Seriously, this one guy was getting a bridge for all four front teeth, and it was GROSSS, because they had pulled all the front ones before they took the impression, so it came out looking like a toothless fanged person's mouth. And it didnt help at all that the name labeled on the bag was 'Pucky.'


I am home now for the weekend which is nice, because it means 1. family, 2. internet, 3. friends, 4. A LIFE. I have zero social life in Washington; I guess its nice because I read and sleep a lot more now.



Not much else to say, except I think its funny that Mormor (the swedish word for grandma, thats what we call her) has pictures of a bunch of our ancestors on the wall in her hallway. I got WAY lucky with my gene pool I suppose because some of those people were UGGGSSSLYYYY. maybe I'll post a picture sometime. They are weird looking.


Okey-dokey well I'm going to sleep. its 10:40pm and that is WAY past my bedtime- I've been going to bed around 8:30-9 all week! yay for sara!