I Can’t Win
Tuesday, January 27th, 2009Sooooo… Last year, I decided I’d really step my game up oral-health-wise. You know, flossing and mouthwash every single day. And, this year, I go to the dentist and I am told I have six cavities that need filling. According to the dentist, my oral hyigene is really good, but I have really deep crevices that are impossible to reach or some shit (I do get seeds caught in them with alarming frequency). Anyhoo, all the cavities were single-surface, which I hear is the best kind of cavity to have. I need to stop eating so much sugar and acid (I mostly eat meat? (Anemia?)). (Is it true that orange juice has more acid than pop? Someone google this for me. I am too lazy.)
Actually, apparently, I might’ve had these cavities for years, because, according to my mom, my old dentist didn’t believe in filling in tiny cavities, preferring to wait and see if they got bigger. My new dentist likes to fill in cavities before they get bigger. One of the black dots he’s going to fill, I’m pretty sure I’ve had for about 10 years.
And, I might be getting my wisdom teeth out. I don’t think they’ll be coming in all the way anyway. Damn bacteria factories.
In other news, two years ago, I had a really bad experience with some asshole landlords and their asshole apartment managers. Now the government says I deserve a tax credit for the rent I paid to them. The only problem is that I have to obtain records from the landlords to get the credit. I don’t think that the credit is worth enough to warrant dealing with these douches again, my mother disagrees. Someone remind me to stop letting other people read my mail.
