So i was having some teeth problems. my gal's dental plan coverage ends now that she's leaving her job, so i had to get work done before it ended. I really just wanted to fix up my bite, because it was annoying the hell out of me to close my mouth. When i went in he determined that i had a cracked tooth, opened up my tooth, found i had an exposed nerve, and performed a root canal in 20 minutes. digusting stuff. now i need to put a cap on that tooth because i have a hollowed out canal for a tooth for now. bugs the hell out of me. 1700 dollars. lucky i went in before the coverage ran out. i get some coverage from the writers guild, but not like her plan.

nice to know that the writers of the world can continue to look like debauched british peasants because of their rotted teeth, thereby fulfilling the romantic images the rest of the world considers us to be. thanks writers guild!

still not finished pamela.

have an essay due for one of my two summer classes. of course, everything i'm doing here writing a blog has nothing to do with procrastination.

day one

Really a test run. It's sweltering hot and I'm supposed to be reading a book for my summer course, but the book is dreadfully boring (Pamela, not to be confused with its mocking follow up, Shamela), and it's 6:30, so i should call it a day anyway. My friend Comrade Chicken is the best blogger on here, so i've seen so far, so i'm following her lead.

When I found out that my cousins have blogs, and i realized i was also reading a lot of blogs (www.huffingtonpost.com/ is one i've taken to) so I figured i'd best enter the fray to keep people up to date on where I'm at, and to give friends and family a chance to talk about things we might not normally talk about.

Perhaps I'll post when I return from my trip to Newfoundland, as I'll have much to discuss.


Blog one is complete, unlike Pamela.