So in keeping in with the great Scottish/British/whatever stereotype of having a mouth full of rotting enamel, I had to go to the dentist yesterday for a couple of fillings. I'm great at brushing my teeth twice a day, but I never really bother with flossing, which has caused a problem. That and an incredibly sweet tooth. I'm terrible for thinking, 'what can I do? I suppose I could eat a chocolate bar.' And then another one after that. I'm very lucky that I burn up calories easily, otherwise I'd probably have a weight problem (I'm stick thin for the record). But alas, my teeth have not been so lucky, suffering for my gluttony.
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I could take another stance and blame the human body. Of course, the human body is a miracle. It can do incredible things, as you've probably experienced. But there's also silly things that still need to be corrected. If there was a god, my conclusion is that he created us while drunk. I've done some of my best work when drunk. But if I take a closer look the next day, I'll find a couple of sentences that don't make sense, and I'll see a typo or a missing word. For example, if I was a shark, I wouldn't have to worry about not eating crap (although aside from the occasional mars bar dropped into the ocean I can't imagine there isn't much chocolate in Jaw's diet). Because when sharks break their teeth, or if they rot away, a new set just grows into place! They are also immune to all known diseases which I can imagine is quite nice. And I've always found it a bit odd that we have one airway. I mean if it gets blocked then we are buggered. But maybe god wasn't drunk. Maybe that's just what he's like all the time, and drinking a little makes us more like him/her/them. If that's the case then I don't fancy being a passenger in God's car.
I have another appointment booked for next month, so there's going to be a part three. Probably. I also purchased a couple of dvds yesterday, both were films recommended to me that I have never seen before. 'Four Lions' was recommended to me by a drug loving, metrosexual ginger, and 'Dr Strangelove' was recommended to me by a reincarnated, maple syrup loving D.Boon. I don't know that much about the films plot-wise, but that could be a good thing. I mean if you've seen a trailer for a film about 20 times before you see the actual film, your viewing pleasure is probably reduced somewhat.
But I'm optimistic. I'll probably do a blog review of the films when I get round to watching them. And one quick mention I've been meaning to do for a while. If, unlike me, you are pretty knowledgeable about the stuff that goes into making a website, then you take a look at the
angst andy blog. He has an entertaining and enlightening view on different things around the internet. So check him out. As usual, thanks for reading!
