November Spawned a Flosser

you should know by now that i gave up writing for lent. wait, i’ve never been catholic. ok, maybe i gave it up for sloth. either way. so the last few weeks i’ve been bored to tears. i’ve been surfing everywhere, and even stopped and looked at my blog, longingly, once or twice. not in any sense of wanting to write, mind you. just in the sense of wanting to not be bored and remembering that i used to write quite a bit to stave off the boredsies. nowadays, i use a healthy dose of hulu.com to do the same thing. i think the main reason i’m even attempting an entry today is because i realized that my last 2 entries were a little heavy on the ‘crazy mom’ vibe, and that’s not traditionally what this whole thing has been. as you all know, it’s about self-loathing and keeping my food blog. and concerning the latter: since i last blogged, i ate EVERYTHING.

and speaking of eating, about a month ago, i started having some serious pain in my mouth. damned teeth always fucking things up. i dream constantly of losing my teeth, then i start with the dull agony. i gave it about a week and a half before i promised i would go to the dentist to get things checked out. this was pretty huge for me. i’d not been to the dentist in forever. and by forever i mean it wasnt this decade. pretty weird for someone who’s father worked in a dental clinic for years. i was always uncomfortable there, i don’t like dentists or doctors. i have some big personal issues regarding my teeth, but i imagine that most people have their own issues also. after a few days of getting relatively zero sleep handling the pain, it was time.

so i went. being a social event (in my mind), i was amazed at how calm i was. this would normally be something that would set me off into nervous shakes and hours of mulling every worst case scenario imaginable. i think that i was just ready to stop hurting and get it over with. blah blah, wisdom tooth extraction. took what was probably an excessive amount of novacaine to get me numb, but boy was that pretty cool. i need a supply of that shit, seriously. the only weird thing about the whole situation was not feeling the tooth coming out (aside from the pressure) but hearing the tooth coming out. weird and awesome. after that, i got a little excited about something i was super-nervous about. i was all giddy and ready to get all of them pulled. fuck it, lets throw caution to the wind! GIMME SOME GOD DAMNED GAME SHOW TOOFUSES!!!!!

they made me leave instead. since? everything tastes salty.

i spent the next couple hours wondering around wal-mart waiting on my scrips. mainly because i turned one in, but forgot the other was in my pocket. i felt like a giant dumbass. wondering around white trash central drooling and probably chewing on my own cheek for what seemed an eternity. i reverted to my 12 year-old self and bought myself a toy. it helped ease the pain of having to wade through the fucking sea of geriatric shoppers, solely purposed with driving me bat-shit crazy on a weekly basis. i will never stop complaining about old shoppers. please, if there is a god (there’s not), please someone make soylent green happen.

i’m pretty jazzed. i get season 5 of Doctor Who in the post today. so if anyone wants words, i’ll be incommunicado post-hasty (but you can try s/t exting). add that to an already backloaded schedule of Fallout: New Vegas and Rock Band 3, and i’ll be missing for the greater part of whatever is left of 2010. i also and trying to find the time to play on the jinx.com website (see link on left) and maybe start drawing a little again. no promises to myself, it’s been about 15 years since i picked up a pencil. and who knows, maybe i’ll even pick up the keyboard again.

though i do promise, just for you,  to not pick up some nipple band-aids and visit the desert.