5/25/05
I'm waiting to receive my dental insurance card. Upon receipt, I contact 800-Dentist and find out which is the best dentist under my plan who has amenable hours. Sadly the dentist I found out here isn't on this plan. My treatment will begin and hopefully all will end up happily ever after.
maribou got to see my mouth and she was taken aback. Only raddidge and my dentist have seen my mouth. This is depressing for me.
I still think that everything went downhill after I had the abcess from a broken wisdom tooth back in November of 2002. Reckon it wasn't cleaned out right and I never had the cash to follow up on cleanings and treatment. The blame falls squarely on my shoulders. This isn't a happy thing, it's shameful to me.

Besides that, I've started reading up on survivalist stuff. Mid-August will have me travelling out to raddidge's family's wilderness compound for some camping. I hope to sleep out under the stars while enjoying the silence and raddidge's company. That weekend will have me leaving a big bowl of water and an open bag of kitty kibble so Spot can get by without my presence.

Work sucks but it's a job, not a career. Who cares?

One thing I have to tell myself is "Just because I write something does not mean the world gives a shit". I'm the one paying for this site and maintaining it on a daily basis. There's little or no feedback for heptapod.org despite its five year presence.

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