I'm a doctor, Jim, not a dentist!

I got me-self a new blanket the other day for 5 dollars. (And some store credit I had to spend or lose.) It's like a cable-knit sweater on one side and a really fluffy fleece on the other. It's just lovely.

And it keeps my feet toasty.

I lost my stitches today.

OK, confession? I cut out my stitches today.

They were starting to really irritate my gums ... for a few moments I thought the terror of the wisdom teeth had finally struck. The stitches were dissolvable so the nurse said they might fall out at anytime- from the next day to the next week. I just helped them along...

Seriously my gums were swelling and making my teeth hurt in the same way your gums do when that piece of popcorn kernel gets stuck and you don't know it and the next day your gums are all inflamed and angry, and eventually you discover it's the kernel piece and then in a few hours your mouth is back to normal.

That's pretty much exactly what happened with the stitches.... only these stitches were not vacating on their own volition... So me and a disinfected pair of scissors decided to help them along. and several hours later my gums are no longer angry with me

I'm a maverick.

I am annoyed by the sing-a-long/flirt fest that is loudly happening above my apartment at 1 in the morning. If Nathan were here he'd go yell at them... or at least find the broom. I'm anti-confrontational though... especially with strangers.

OK ok, I'm not a maverick. The only thing I can stand up to is inanimate stitches and even then I can't admit I actually stood up to them.

But seriously I looked at them. They were *never* going to dissolve.

I'm a dentist, I can tell these things.

wait....