the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.



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10:58 a.m. + 2005-11-08 = bboooooooooooooorrrrreeeedd.

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i have many slips of paper and labels to bottles telling me i am not able to drive. nor am i allowed to "make important decisions."

i feel fine. i can't eat anything. but, i feel fine. the horror of post-wisdom tooth removal surgery has been highly embellished in my opinion.

but 600mg of motrin and 5mg of percocet every so often?? c'mon, doc! i've had large chunks of bone taken out of my mouth with rudimentary tools! i deserve better than crippling menstral cramp medication.

[[i hate dentists. and oral surgeons. and salt water rinses.]]

[[christ, i'm bored.]]


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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far

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