ooooo, spoooky
Apr. 26th, 2002 02:02 pmIIIIIIIT'S GOOONNNA RAAAAAAAIN!
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Today has been spookified with the past. I went to my car and realized it was VERY cloudy out, so I ran back inside to get my October Project CD (always a cloudy, Cemetery Day CD) and Disintigration (duh, Cure). Then, when I was driving down Ventura, after picking up some...THINGS...I think I saw James standing outside of this salon that a mutual friend of ours used to work at. (James is the "orgy boy"...no, not the band) Anyway, that gave me bad shivers because I did a double-take and I think he saw me. Bleh.
So now I'm at work...it's intensely quiet.
Tonight I make gifts for...some people. ;)
Oh, and I got my Federal tax refund. Now I get to experience pain through dentistry. Sweet
XD
Today has been spookified with the past. I went to my car and realized it was VERY cloudy out, so I ran back inside to get my October Project CD (always a cloudy, Cemetery Day CD) and Disintigration (duh, Cure). Then, when I was driving down Ventura, after picking up some...THINGS...I think I saw James standing outside of this salon that a mutual friend of ours used to work at. (James is the "orgy boy"...no, not the band) Anyway, that gave me bad shivers because I did a double-take and I think he saw me. Bleh.
So now I'm at work...it's intensely quiet.
Tonight I make gifts for...some people. ;)
Oh, and I got my Federal tax refund. Now I get to experience pain through dentistry. Sweet
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Date: 2002-04-26 02:14 pm (UTC)(major fucking phobia. soooo not even funny)
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Date: 2002-04-26 02:26 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2002-04-26 02:33 pm (UTC)Well, the roots to that particular tooth was growing down and starting to wrap around the bottom of my jaw bone! He had to yank on it for 15 minutes to get it to wiggle out. *ouchy*
After the ordeal, he gave me another shot of Novocain and a pain killer prescription. My cheek swelled up like a puffer fish the next day. I honestly looked like someone took a tire iron to the side of my face.
To quote, 'A Christmas Story', not verbatim; I wove a tapestry of obscenities, that I think, is lingering somewhere over Lake Michigan. UGH!
THAT DIDNA HELP ME!
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Date: 2002-04-26 03:01 pm (UTC)Which album are you listening to today?
REALLY?!
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Date: 2002-04-26 03:05 pm (UTC)what are you getting done after the wisdom teefs?
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Date: 2002-04-26 03:14 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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I'd had fillings before; so I wasn't too worried about the novacain injections. I should have been. See, no one mentioned that, in addition to the traditional shots in the back of the jaw, Herr Doktor would also be giving me injections IN THE ROOF OF THE MOUTH. When you're not expecting that level of Spanish Inquisition style pain, it makes the Marquis de Sade seem like the damn Candyman. I started to come out of the chair swinging. The nurse caught my arm as the doctor backed off saying, "Calm down. Calm down." I responded with, "I'll show you calm, you son of a bitch. Get over here!!!"
Well, obviously, I did calm down, and it wasn't too bad; except for the sawing and the fact that when he took out the bottom left tooth I opened my eyes and saw that the root wound all the way down to my incisor. It was more than 4 inches long, and I got to see that COME OUT OF MY MOUTH.
I was laid up for a couple of days and had fairly significant bruising, but I haven't suffered any long term effects, other than the fact that I'm terminally paranoid about anything sharper than a potato chip touching the roof of my mouth.
Viya con dios. It'll suck, but hopefully not too badly.
Blu, meet m_fallenangel
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