Dentistry Love & Thrift Store Escapades

I went to the dentist today. It was freakin' amazing. I love going to the dentist's office, which is funny, 'cause I have a mysteriously barefaced fear of the doctor's office. I guess it's just 'cause I love having things in my mouth. I have since I was little. Turn that into a sexual innuendo if you will, but it's true. (Hah. I guess my future boyfriend is lucky, right? I mean, if I ever get one. -_-) And, I mean, even if I DIDN'T have a weird mouth fetish, who DOESN'T like having a hot dentist's assistant's fingers all up in their mouth every once in a while, right?

Apparently I have TWO cavities, or, "areas of decay." Which doesn't make any sense, because I've been brushing my teeth twice as much since last time I went there, for no specific reason. There's also apparently something wrong with my jaw. Which is PROBABLY why it hurts all the time. Well, is tense all the time, I mean. It only hurts sometimes.

We went to The Salvation Army afterward, which is right next door, and I got the most freakin amazing jacket you will EVER SEE IN YOUR ENTIRE LIFE. It's SILVER. And GAUDY. And... AMAZINGLY OBNOXIOUS. <3

I'm gonna be the tin man for halloween. The other night I had a dream that I was in Oz and I was hangin' with the guy, and I was like, "OH MY GOSH! I'M GOING AS YOU FOR HALLOWEEN!" And he looked all forlorn, like. And he looked up at me and was like, "Oh, really? That's great!" With this kind of sad half-smile. And I was like, you seem kinda sad. And he just shrugged. And I was like, c'mon, you can tell me, it's okay, it's not like I know anyone to tell in this world or anything. And he was like, well, it's been bothering me for awhile. And I was like, what? And he was like, I really want to hug you, but I can't.

And then *I* got sad because we were in two separate universes or something even though we were standing right next to each other and it meant that we couldn't hug.

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