Monday, August 14, 2006
Less Wisdom, Less Me.I'm back from the oral surgeon. It wasn't as bad as I remembered; I'd gotten two wisdom teeth pulled back in college and it was gross, but this time? Not so much. This oral surgeon was fantastic. He was funny and friendly and he did it in less than five minutes. (oh, hush, I'm not talking about THAT.) His assistant was a former student, and that was a little weird but she was a lovely girl and I trusted her completely. With anything 'dental,' the anticipation is always worse than the reality. It's not like Christmas, where the anticipation is the best part.
My face still feels like a beach ball and I'm starting to feel a twinge, but other than that, and the fact that I can't eat anything for 24 hours, I'm fine.
I think it's a good time to go on a diet.
There, I've said it in public so now I HAVE to do it.
I'm going to BlogHer next year in Chicago, and no way do I want any of those people I admire so much to see me as I look right now. Heck, I don't even like to see me looking like this.
Therefore, consider the diet begun. I'd tell you my goal but then you'd know how huge I actually am, and some things are best left unknown.
I know I can do it; I've done it before. And I'm going to do it again.
No food today or tonight. And tomorrow,
Heh, like you've never seen THAT before.
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