the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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7:47 p.m. + 2005-11-07 = bagels, please.
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upon reading the consent form pre-surgery, i'm hella certain that i'll be the 1 in 500 with the permanent facial numbness.
and since when have "dry sockets" been anything more than a 20something urban legend? seeing the words in-print and spewed out by superdentist in form of anti-smoking propaganda has made it a little too real for me.
needlesstosay... i'm freaking out about it. and NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! have i been so frickin' hungry for REAL food... like tuna salad with balsamico, capers and olives du proven�e on a bed of arugala & red romaine... then wrapped up in some swedish polarbread.
or a bagel! a freakin' bagel! that's all i want.
[[any newyorkers with my address reading?]]
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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far
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