Losing her head.
Julie has gone and left me for her dentist. She's getting her wisdom teeth out at or around 10:45 this morning and is really nervous about the whole ordeal. I tried to tell her not to fear and that the only thing that really sucks is the lack of solid food during the healing process. She was still fearful. I then told her that it would also be one of the best drug experiences she ever had. When I had my teeth removed, I had my walkman on, a wet cloth over my eyes and so much drugs pumped in me that I couldn't feel the table I was laying on. Without a lie, I really felt like i was a part of the Beatles Yellow Submarine just flying around with all these colours.
I really wish I knew some dentists that throw "dentist" parties, parties that when you wake up the next morning it's all cool if your fly is undone.
Best of luck Julie, I will nurse you back to chewing little animals in no time. Baby Bird!