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After the dentist postponed my appointment right before I departed for it for the second time in a row, I finally got the top half of my mouth deep-cleaned Tuesday morning. The week and a half of anticipating it turned out to be the roughest part of it. It took a little less time than they said it would, and I didn't even have that much soreness afterwards-although between my sinuses and my uterus, I've spent much of the week on painkillers anyway. I go back next Friday-if they don't postpone that appointment too.
Also spent the week reading 1940s translation of Plato. The translation especially dated itself with the passages they chose from Symposium to present (if only because I've read that already), where they managed to erase the lesbianism from Aristophanes' story-but they didn't erase the homosexuality from his various writings, probably because that truly is impossible. But now I'm reading their selections from Republic, and finding I can't understand half of what I read, and am extremely unimpressed with the other half.
After a wild and crazy Critical Role episode last night, we were all thrown into morning today by the loss of Lance Reddick. But what's really struck me this evening is seeing the commemorations come from so many corners of the internet. He did a lot, this man did, and still we know he would have done so much more.