Meet my good friend, Mr. Nitrous Oxide.

Thursday, December 7, 2006 -- 2:30 pm
Mood: 06 Still a little high (like a KITE, ahahahahaha)

HAHAHAHAHAHA. Who fears the dentist? Ahahahahahaha! I spent the afternoon watching some fab West Wing and adorable Toby-ness; and then some motivational what-not speaker ("Yeah, man, I so get it. I'm there. Brilliant, just brilliant~!"); and at one point I was vaguely aware of a bunch of extra people in the room and I remember thinking excitedly that it was a party for me thrown by all the dentists. Bloody good fun. I'm ridiculously sore now but the real point is that an hour ago I was AWARE there was a drill in my mouth sawing down my bone and nerves, but I simply chose to NOT CARE.

Ahahahahaha!

*Dreams about sexy sexy Nitrous Oxide gas*

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