littlemahone

Germany was a blast. Most of our time was spent in Bavaria in Wurzburg and Eibelstadt with Tina's insane and drink-obsessed uncle and his wife, Andrea, who both thankfully spoke enough English to enable pretty good conversation. Her cousin from Berlin was pretty cool too. He's apparently a DJ there and can actually make a sufficient living. Then again, I was told Berlin is suprisingly...
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An improvement. I'm free of the gauze and now have some mobility in my jaw. I may be able to eat a semi-normal meal tonight. Tina brought home tofu coconut soup that's spicy and delicious. She's basically waited on me hand and foot for the past few days, so last night I ordered in mid-oxycodone stupor some beautiful flowers to be delivered to her at...
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Oral surgery yesterday. I was reminded somewhat of the rhinoplasty scene in Pynchon's "V." After the dentist used a drill to help pry my tooth from my jaw I was half-expecting him to follow it up with a buzz saw. I tried to keep my eyes open because I was lucid for the entire event. Strangely, the worst part about the recovery now is the...
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Before I go to Germany I've been asking a few friends what they want me to bring back for them. Most say booze, predictably. But Dan begged for one thing only: a David Hasselhoff cd in Deutsch...

Went to the dentist. My mouth was x-rayed. Then I was told I need oral surgery to cut out the broken tooth. He sent me away with hydrocodone for the pain, penicillin for the infection. Tomorrow I go in, they inject some kind of numbing agent into my mouth and slice, drill, break, and pull that bitch out. Holy shit, I'm nervous.

I was chewing on an apple yesterday and a tooth in the back cracked in half. I tasted blood and spit out the piece. In dreams they say loss of teeth are a signal for change and growth. What about when you're awake, then? Probably that I have a cavity...