Thursday, June 03, 2004

i'm a cheap dental date. one minute watching the IV drip, the dentist says "You should start feeling--" and that's it. i'm out. gone. under.

i come to missing four wisdom teeth, two new root canals and a nice warm heavy feeling all over. and i'm singing along with lionel richie with a gauze-packed mouth.

the next 24-48 hours: vicodin, antibiotics, warm yogurt and fashion magazines. how wholesome.

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