Cavities and other rotten things.
Damn it all to Hell; I was having a really good weekend until today. >:( Had friends in town, got to hang out and laugh a bit, it was a blast. Now I'm pissy. And in pain; the novicaine from my filling procedure this morning is wearing off. It wasn't strong enough to stop me from feeling the drill in the first place anyway. All it made me do is drool and lisp, and do you know how hard it is to eat when you can't feel your face from the lips to the chin? It's fucking weird! I wouldn't be surprised if it turns out I ate half my tongue by accident...
I don't care how much it costs, from now on I get sealant when I go to the dentist. No more of this cavity shit! Thank God, though, I've been given a year long clean bill on the wisdom teeth they told me didn't exist, yet now apparently do. Thank the gods of the mouth for that.
On a completely unrelated note, now that I'm up-to-date on the latest Pixar film, I've come to some conclusions:
I don't care how much it costs, from now on I get sealant when I go to the dentist. No more of this cavity shit! Thank God, though, I've been given a year long clean bill on the wisdom teeth they told me didn't exist, yet now apparently do. Thank the gods of the mouth for that.
On a completely unrelated note, now that I'm up-to-date on the latest Pixar film, I've come to some conclusions:
- Those animators must have studied hours of footage of rats running around/kept rats on hand 24 hours a day to make them move like that!
- I now really, really, really want a pet rat again. Hey why not, Tony's not three anymore. ;) I'd get a peach one and name it Benedict.
- I must find a recipe for ratatouille. From what I can tell it's a savory, basil-y, stewed, peasant-y, food-of-the-common-man sort of dish. In other words, right up my alley. I'm getting more confident in my kitchen abilities, so I just might hazard to experiment.