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Back to the dentist. My crowns are in. Two more fillings. My dentist gave me Angelina Jolie lips with a bunch of needles. My tongue feels like the size of a whale's.
I'm just doing the necessary stuff that we all need for upkeep. Of course, I'm still wondering, do I really need $21,000 worth of perfect white teeth? I mean, wouldn't it be great when some future archaeologist dig up my skull and get to admire my totally BRILLIANT white, perfectly shaped, neatly arranged teeth?
Of course, with thoughts of perfect teeth, I joined the gym the other night. I hadn't worked out seriously since I got published so all my muscles have taken a vacation in Jello-land. Sigh. I was looking at Ranger Buddy's six-pack abs the other day and realized that that man had been seriously working out! Dang. So off I went to the gym. Can't have my partner looking better than me!
At this moment, my whole body and being is appropriately balanced in pain: Head hurts from writing block; face hurts dental workout; body is UBER-HURTING from freaking out at the ab and thigh machines. Oh yeah. Nikki Harden would be pleased. My chuung is chiming like crazy.
Writing Update: Trying to decide where to insert that "put aside" scene of a nekkid Shahrukh doing kata on the beach. There is no beach at COMCEN. Then while I was on the dental chair with six shots of novacaine fucking with my mind and that interrogation light torturing my eyes, an answer screamed above the noise of whirling drills probing my teeth: IT'S VIRTUAL REALITY, STUPID! Ahhhhhh.
Will it work? Let me think about it some more while I try to smear on some lipstick....What?! You think uber-roofers don't need to beautify on the job?
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