11.03.2006

I bought a crazy amount of groceries the other day.
Mostly vegeterian groceries at that, things might change for me this winter.
I think I could do it.
I eat out less, so that temptation is gone.
I'm slowly drinking less and saving my money.
Trying to keep the funds high.
Soon I'll be paying my own rent, which is scary.
I've been making some fantastic meals lately, macaroni and cheese, bean burgers, bean burritoes, omelettes, things of that nature.
When I bought those groceries I also bought popcorn.
While I was eating this popcorn I remembered why I don't eat popcorns.
I went outside and had a smoke and started picking out the corn pieces from my teeth.
All of a sudden, a huge junk of rotted tooth came out of my mouth.
It was unbelievable, I kicked of freaked out.
The inside of this piece of tooth was black and just nasty.
Who knew teeth could rot the inside-out?
One of my biggest fears if the dentist.
Last year I had to face my second, being the doctor because of a rusty nail.
This time around my complete lack of responsibilty and hygene is biting me in the ass.
I started making calls and inquiring about good dentists.
I hope my dad's insurance can cover this, he says maybe no.
If no, I'm screwed, and have in total, 8 cavities (that are visible) and this rotting tooth.
I am a fucking idiot.
On a positive note, my family is coming to town.
Craig is going to come play guitar at the hospital for my sister.
I'm glad he agreed to do it.
My dad might also come visit some time this November, that'll be fun.
I've been doing a lot of fun stuff lately.
Playing boardgames, listenning to community radio, making dinner for people, renting movies I've always wanted to see.
I can't believe Video Difference gave me a membership.
I'm pumped.
I'm scared about this dentist thing.
Super scared.
Terrified.
Give me hugs if you see me, I need em.

3 Comments:

Blogger the baron ash von foolishness said...

I'm also overdue for the dentist. Your horror story might just be the ass-kick I need.

6:16 a.m.  
Blogger em said...

if you need/want someone to go with you to the dentist for moral/hand-holding support lemme know.

this story terrifies me.

12:43 p.m.  
Blogger Lindsay said...

thank you for saying that, the hand holding thing might actually happen. hopefully not your busted hand though, we can for the left one. i've never been to the dentist without my dad holding my hand.

this whole story terrifies me too, sometime I have no idea how much until I get home and I'm about to go to sleep.

5:31 p.m.  

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