been to a dentist lately? up until this morning, me neither. fucking ow, dude.

i've been neglecting my oral hygiene for about five years now. no brushing or flossing except before dates. i stopped altogether when they became so bad that it hurt to even brush. now they're getting so bad that i've gotta get them fixed and start taking care of them after that. yuck.

if there's one thing i really hate, it's having someone shine a bright light in my eyes and proceed to poke and prod at my most sensitive cavities and gum diseased areas with the sharpest utensil they can find. and then proceed to refuse my request for a local anesthetic because i'm such a seasoned drug addict i benzocaine by name. whoops-a-daisy.

the good news is it's all free... hey, because i'm letting a student do the work, they may even pay me. the bad news is it's the fucking dentist and it hurt so bad i almost started crying in the chair. like i said: fucking ow, dude.

anyway, in other new and exciting updates i guess i'm going to try and make a full on living via welfare and comic publishing. it'll be hard, but so is any other job... and this one means nobody in my face telling me when and how to do their manical biddings. everybody works, but how many people work towards something they actually believe in and care about?

other than that life is good. i moved into my new place. i had some initial hesitations, but now that i'm in everything feels pretty comfortable, i guess. i live close to evan now, so hopefully that'll breed a new alliance of weedsmoking and listening to records together. i really could stand a new friend and he seems like a fantastic candidate.

on the other side of attempts at meaningful social interaction, things with meghan remain wonderful. she is the sweetest person on the planet and constantly is bringing me food and helping me get back on my feet in countless ways. i adore her and everything she's doing for me, but i need to focus on making sure that i don't start to take any of it for granted and continue to show my ocean of gratitude in flying colors.

aside from that, you probably don't need to know. until next time...

ps: white zombie, man. i'm fucking telling you. it's the new soundtrack to the american apocalypse... listen to it if you haven't given it a spin in a while.

current mood: sore