I did go to the dentist today, and it was so very painful. Like on the "Various Pains One Could Experience In Life" Scale, it was probably a 1.8. But I was feeling sissy-like today, and I was numb everywhere but where he was using his jack hammer, and it felt like a 9. I went in at 8:57 this morning and thought when I got out of that chair it was at least 12:30 and I was so resilient. Imagine my surprise when I walked out in my greasy-haired glory (I just couldn't get myself to leave the warm coziness of sharing a bed with my total hottie-ma-tottie [whom I also happen to love, by the way, and we are bound to each other in the eyes of God and man. Therefore; totally legal], so I kept pressing snooze and thereby forfeited my rights to a hair washing), climbed in my car and it was only 10:10. Shocking, in fact. Reaffirming, also, that I am the World's Most Special Wimp. I went and moaned in the extra chair in my mom's office, though, and she told me she was going to beat the dentists from Reader's Digest up. That was nice. I might have her beat my dentist up, too. Normally we are best friends, my funny dentist and I, but not today. Sadist.
I'm concerned. I fully plan on eating a horrific and frightening amount of junk food this weekend at the UTE STAMPEDE. Reed's, here I come. Do you think the inability to open my mouth will threaten this coming happiness? Quick, all of you! Send happy thoughts my way.
It's my running time, but I am not running. I want to call you, Melissa, but I'm too busy feeling sorry for myself. But I promised myself I would run three times this week. I'm not being truthful with myself. Hm. "To thine own self be true..."
Does this make me a liar?
Let's still be friends, Melip.
I want to be a good blogger. I was reading another blog for like hours, 'cause I wanted to and Ben is off today and he's still in his undies so I allowed myself to. And I got thinking. I want to be an awesome blogger. But I just gotta be me. And I wasn't gonna post today, but I was inspired by this frequent poster I was reading, and as my yucky hot dog rotated in the microwave, I thought, I shall post. Edifying, I am sure.
I also thought about becoming a vegetarian for about two and a half minutes today.
I don't think that's going to happen, but seriously, I should eat meat much more sparingly. I'll start doing that. After this weekend. 'Cause it's the UTE STAMPEDE!!!