Monday, January 24, 2005


I have an appointment to have my wisdom teeth removed this Thursday. It's something that I've put off since, oh...about 1992. I've used many excuses to get out of the procedure (heart murmur, allergic to retarded amounts of pain, just not up for a self-inflicted torture session, etc). But, one of the teeth has a cavity, so I guess I can't put it off any longer.

I'm thinking that my body is trying to tell me something along the lines of "Look, either get these things pulled or I'll start disolving them on my own."

Little does my body know that I'm probably not going to feel like eating for a couple days. Take that, gastrointestinal system!