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recently I've been having these morbid sensibilities.
1) did I tell you about how I got the second part of my dental surgery done? About how they drilled a hole into my head (multiple times each: each time with a bigger drill) and how I watched in the mirror with the same glued eyes glued to the television screen. Then they hammered away with a screw into that hole to expand the bone. really though, with a real hammer.
and the noise echoed through my skull: BANG BANG BANG
sometimes I feel like a piece of wood. or a wall.
2) We ran over a possum the other day. Well, actually the animal was already dead. We sorta passed over it. Didn't really touch it.
HOwever, for one split second, I could've sworn it was a human face smushed into the road.
3) does anyone want to go to a museum with me to see ancient egyptian mummies? and dinosaur bones?
1) did I tell you about how I got the second part of my dental surgery done? About how they drilled a hole into my head (multiple times each: each time with a bigger drill) and how I watched in the mirror with the same glued eyes glued to the television screen. Then they hammered away with a screw into that hole to expand the bone. really though, with a real hammer.
and the noise echoed through my skull: BANG BANG BANG
sometimes I feel like a piece of wood. or a wall.
2) We ran over a possum the other day. Well, actually the animal was already dead. We sorta passed over it. Didn't really touch it.
HOwever, for one split second, I could've sworn it was a human face smushed into the road.
3) does anyone want to go to a museum with me to see ancient egyptian mummies? and dinosaur bones?