My root canaled tooth from last month has started bleeding in the last couple days, but today it bled up a storm.  I can’t decide whether I want it to stop bleeding or keep bleeding long enough that my dentist sees it at my 2pm appointment where I’m slated to get three more. 
And my ice coffee (just coffee I put in the fridge a couple days ago…) has a chunk of something in it and smells horrid.  Tastes fine though. 

These’ll be the times I’ll look back on with nostalgia… remember all those root canals and teeth I got pulled?  Remember when I drank Tide to win a bet, and later balsamic vinegar to satisfy a curiosity?  Or when I played poker for 18 hours and broke even?  Remember when I slept for four days without even waking up?

One and a half hours until my root canal and I’m dreading it.  Not because of the root canals, which I kinda enjoy and are slated to lessen my tooth pain, but because I have to walk 12 minutes to get to the mall, in the sun, and I’ll have to wear my summer-outdoors shirt, a barely held together black button up shirt that I’ve had since High School, when it didn’t fit me, just like it still doesn’t.  But that shirt is probably why that nice Dr. Panzer gave me a crown for free last time.  I look pretty much like a crazy homeless guy a lot of the time, except when I’m laying around in a housecoat wearing a scarf.