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HOKAY SO installed Scribus. Was gonna play around with it and try to get the feel of it, and work on Alexeigynaix to boot (this is the Me Show zine that is probably going to last exactly one issue, that being the final portfolio for my Queer Studies class; also I nabbed the Dreamwidth handle, because of reasons). But one of the things the Scribus people say in the Getting Started documentation is the content all needs to be 100% done before the layout is started, because changing a short word to a long one or vice versa could fuck up margins and spacing and everything.

I guess I'm going to be working on content for Alexeigynaix then! Such a hardship, right?

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So WebMD says one of the appropriate self-medication deals with canker sores is mouthwash. Okay. So I bought a bottle of mouthwash when I went to buy the Orajel (good thing too, else I'd never have found the Orajel; silly me thought it was in the pharmacy, not in oral care), and then discovered we already had mouthwash (note to self: return new bottle), and just now I employed the mouthwash.

And promptly recalled why I do not actually use mouthwash. (1) Blech. Yech. And other sounds of disgust with the taste. (Not as bad as the brandy, though!) (2) You're supposed to swish the stuff around your mouth for thirty or sixty seconds without swallowing, right? I got to six before I swallowed some.

Also it's not as effective as the brandy. (Though if I try this again with liquor, I think I had better switch to vodka. I have a mostly full bottle that I dunno what to do with, because it tastes nasty, and my parents don't drink vodka and I think they do drink brandy.)

Only another two and a half hours before I can reapply the Orajel...and hopefully I will be less clumsy this time, because the first time I got part of my tongue and not all of the ouch.

ETA:

...hey, you know what's gonna be fun?

Thanksgiving dinner with a canker sore. That's gonna be fun.

I could technically have reapplied the Orajel half an hour ago, but dinner's in the oven and I want to at least attempt eating so I think I'll wait on the Orajel till after dinner.

all the things you can think when you think about Seuss!

Judging by my mother's hair? Hairstyling is an art form of great popularity in Whoville.

Apparently she wanted a style that is low-key and demure, and compared to the other hairstyles she has described, that's exactly what she got. It's all loopy with scrunchies like Christmas ornaments going down the back. It is neither demure nor low-key. And I'm like, Mom, it's Seuss, just what were you expecting?

(She's in the chorus of the local production of Seussical in a few weeks.)