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On Monday, I have an appointment with the dentist to yank out my 3rd molar. Yes, my wisdom tooth is impacted and I will be having oral surgery. I feel like I'm the only one who enjoys visits to the dentist. A few years ago, I was in a car accident and fucked up my jaw. I was in the hospital for a few hours and the dentist there totally ravaged my mouth. It was GREAT. I'm sure I'll spend most of Monday drooling all over myself with some sort of prescription painkiller pumping through my veins. These are the moments I live for.