NOOOOOO! Eh, whatever.

I had a spotless record up until this point! A post every evening, but now that level of continuity has ceased. Oh well, things were starting look half assed. I was so concerned with getting back to whatever I was doing that I treated blog post more like a trip to the bathroom during a commercial break. Not a lot of thought went into them, and I did a really half-assed job. From now on I’m going to sit down and make sure I finish each blog post from start to finish rather than just leaving a place to return to later, and then never returning. I’d like to say that I am turning over a new leaf but who knows what I’ll feel like doing tomorrow. I know I won’t give up blogging completely though because I’ve kept this log for several months, writing more about anything than I have ever done before. It’s helped me to realize just how much of my life I’ve wasted doing stuff I absolutely don’t give a shit about. As I look back over these archives I find nothing that sparks any sort of interest or seems even worth mentioning. A shame really, I don’t think it does my personality justice.

Anyway, enough bitching. Here is what I did today: I went to a 7:30 dental appointment and spoke to the (mouth surgeon?) about getting my lower third molars removed, the top one seem like they may be fine, for now. That sucks, some people don’t even have to get theirs removed. I liked idea of having more teeth for some reason. Not for cosmetic reasons or anything just because I thought it was cool that if I ever got into a biting contest with someone I could kick their ass (Yeah, I know. “BITING CONTEST??!”). I also selected my method of anesthesia. Originally I was going to opt for the painkillers and nitrous oxide. I mean, cars in the Fast and Furious used I and in Bio-Dome they got high off it so that would be fun right? Thing is the doctor said I would still be conscious during the operation and seeing as how I have an extremely low tolerance for pain (I scream bloody murder when someone taps on my shoulder) I descended on the third option to be put to sleep (hopefully not for good like with dogs) The said it was only a “light twilight sleep” not like when someone gets their appendix removed. I think I discovered a phobia today, I’m not afraid of many things, just about anything really. Except death; and I can’t help wondering that if maybe some made a mistake I could go to sleep and never wake up again. Suck if I did. I pretty much wasted my entire life and I have a huge pornography collection I need to shred before my mom starts auctioning off my stuff.

"Perhaps I know why it is man alone who laughs: He alone suffers so deeply that he had to invent laughter." - Friedrich Nietzsche