mirrored self affliction
I have a dentist appointment at 3pm today. They will decide my fate then - either pull the offending tooth or do a root canal. I've been living with this pain so long it feels like part of me now. It will be weird to not have this throbbing sensation in my mouth.
Ewww, get your mind out of that place right now.
I've too much dental anxiety going on right now to post anything, except these few tidbits.
The Twinkie Poetry contest has ended. Judging is in the final stages and I will announce the winner tonight.
Pope John Paul II is being reborn in a Colombian comic book as a superhero battling evil with an anti-Devil cape and special chastity pants.
I wonder if those chastity pants come in size teenage daughter.
Back tonight with tales of dentistry hell.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you who won my Comedy Final Four.
Here's a hint: Shut the fuck up, Donny.
Was there ever any doubt?
Oh, and this revelation: I have finally learned to appreciate all that is/was good about David Lee Roth.