It's almost to the point where it's funny. Maybe.
Sunday night I bit down on a (stale) bread stick and immediately felt some pain. I pretty much broke one of my molars in half.
Ouch.
It's me, so you know... I lost my shit.
Frantic phone calls ensue. I finally get a dentist on the phone and he tells me to just try and remove the broken piece myself.
Um. Yeah. No. Your advice is that I perform my own dental procedure? I need a medical professional to see to this and by the way did I mention that I'm FREAKING THE FUCK OUT HERE?
He decided he would see me that evening. I think it was a good call on his part. He certainly didn't want my death on his hands. Not from the tooth mind you, but from the panic attack that would surely have ultimately killed me if I had to keep walking around with a tooth split in half.
My emergency dentist seems to think my tooth broke because of the poor man's root canal I had done on the same tooth year's ago.
[Sidebar: I swear to God, I have a mouth full of perfect teeth. Except for this one tooth that's from West Virginia. Heh.]
I have no idea why my original dentist went the cheap route on the root canal, because I know I had good dental insurance at the time. Definitely better than what I have now.
Anyway, the emergency dentist removed the broken piece (and gave it to me to keep - we'll be putting it under my pillow later, my son is super excited about that) and put in the permanent filling. It was a bad break, but he was able to save my tooth. And since it was my root canal tooth and the nerves were already gone, it really didn't hurt that badly. I'm good to go until I can go back and get the crown that I should have gotten years ago after the root canal in the first place. I think my emergency dentist is now my regular dentist because once we got past the little misunderstanding about just how bad the break was (there was no way I could pull that out myself), everything was super duper cool and my regular dentist is the crackpot who gave me a bad root canal, so I'm sure as heck not going back to him.
Never a dull moment, folks. Never a dull moment.
In the end, it's a book about finding your true self and what really makes you happy after losing what you thought you always wanted - the "perfect" marriage. This book just happened to be laying on the desk when I started my new job. I had never heard of it, but it was a great book for me to read at this point in my life.
My only complaint is that Fraser writes in the second-person, which I found a little off-putting at first. But as I got into the story, I noticed the repeated use of "you" less and less.
Last night's bar adventure!
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- So I've been at the bar by myself for 4.5 hours now. I would say I'm beyond bored, closing in on insanity with a slight detour into desp ...about 11 hours ago from txt
- First customer of the night and it's a crazy homeless woman. Awesome!about 11 hours ago from txt
- My best friend thinks I create drama. I think it just finds me. Case in point: My customer is currently involved in some sort of alterca ...about 10 hours ago from txt
- I think she's wearing Uggs.about 10 hours ago from txt
- She's outside smoking a cigarette and barking at the people who pass by. See? Who could make this shit up?about 10 hours ago from txt
- So I'm thinking, she's either going to leave quietly or kill me. Tough call.about 10 hours ago from txt
- She's in the bathroom. If she dies in there, I'm moving to Mexico. Tomorrow.about 10 hours ago from txt
- Oh, holy hell. She's NUTS.about 10 hours ago from txt
- Oh, god. Two crazies.about 10 hours ago from txt
- I don't think this night could get any weirder. Srsly.about 9 hours ago from txt
- Um. Yeah. So I was wrong.about 9 hours ago from txt
- I bartered for my life with a trash bag.about 9 hours ago from txt
Out. Of. Control.
I grew up reading comics because I liked stories about superheros. I wasn't a collector. My comics were read and reread. There were no plastic sleeves. Mostly Batman and Superman, although from time to time I would get a Tales from the Crypt type book that told stories of ghosts and monsters or the latest hijinks of Archie, Betty and Veronica.
I've never read a graphic novel before. And I really haven't read any recent comics. So in my mind, comic books are still stuck in the kinder, gentler time when the good guys were good and the bad guys were bad and the good guys always won - if not by the end of that particular book, then certainly be the end of the series.
Watchmen isn't like that. None of the characters are really likable. It's never clear who you should be rooting for or which side should win. Everyone is flawed and dealing with their own demons, which is what draws you in, of course.
I won't say anymore. But if you haven't read it, you should.
Honest. I really do. Just in case it ever seemed like I didn't, now you know. =)
Really, really [expletive of your choice] bad.
Where do you find your personal strength?
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Prescription meds and alcohol.
It's my birthday.
One year ago, I had a job I loved and was really optimistic about my future. I threw myself a great birthday party and had no foreboding of the shit storm waiting to hit me around Fall of 2008.
Two years ago, I was recently separated and had no idea what was going to happen.
Three years ago, I celebrated my birthday in Tunisia and thought I would be living there for at least a year, not the three months it turned out to be.
I guess you never know what the future is going to hold.
Maybe my pessimism today is as unfounded as the optimism of last year.
Let's hope so.
Okay, so I've got some Vox swag I'm still looking to get rid of and it's been far too long since I've seen Kelly, java janie, or Peachy. Plus, there are plenty of you in the Baltimore-area that I've never met and that's just a darn shame. So let's do something about it!
WHAT: Baltimore Vox Meet-Up
WHEN: Thursday, March 12th starting at 7pm
WHERE: La Marsa, 706 S. Broadway (I know this smacks of shameless self-promotion, but it's also kind of the only way I can be there too.)
WHY: Because you're dying to meet me and/or hang out with me and/or you just really want some Vox stickers.
I'll be coming up with an extra-special $3 Vox cocktail for the night and there will be some scrumptious free snacks. Plus, if we get enough of a response, I might have a special surprise for you!
[Karaoke! - So, I'm not good at keeping secrets.]
RSVP in the comments, kiddos! Thanks!

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