Tuesday, February 1, 2011

how convenient!

i just experienced what is perhaps the most fortuitous event ever: my grandpa called me this afternoon, offering his dentisting services tomorrow morning.  he didn't know about my cursed gums before he called, because i'd made a point of not telling anyone, so that was a wonderous coincidence.  tomorrow, i will be cured.  but, of course, this still requires a visit to a medical professional, making it doctor visit number fifty thousand and one.

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