Man...I feel like such a ho. I went to my dentist today for a check-up and cleaning. All he said was, "man, how'd your teeth get so dirty so fast? Don't you floss?" I don't get it. I floss every day, brush and mouthwash 2x per day. I felt like one of those dragon lizards...forget the name, but they're huge. They don't have poison, but their mouthes are full of dirty bacteria, so they just wait for their victims to die of sepsis after biting them. Dang...Personally I'd go with the toxin. Anyhow, when I walked into the dental office, my dentist was yelling at a patient over the phone...I think the patient was threatening to sue. The cleaning was painful as usual and I left my fingerprints embedded on the armrails of his chair. That brings me to another complaint...my ghetto dentist has a garbage bag taped to the top of his chair to keep it from getting dirty. It was really slippery and I kept sliding down the chair. Sometimes I wonder why I keep going back to that guy. Damn...I wish I weren't such a creature of habit. I decided to pamper myself by getting some yuppy Tom's toothpaste because it was on sale.
It's funny...it's been over a year, yet I find it odd that I still only really like the people that I spent hours chopping and slicing Jay to bits and pieces with. Yea, I ended my sentence with with. What was I saying earlier...oh yea. I guess I'm a little paranoid, but I'm still feeling a little judged and finding it hard to trust my peers. I'm not really into having superficial relationships with my friends, but I guess that's what professionals do with their peers. meh. whatever. come on over Joe. You bring madden and I'll bring the beer.
cheers. Bender the Magnificent
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