So I've been needing to visit the dentist for quite some time now. It's not that I'm in any pain... it has just been a while since my last checkup. >_> So having no place to start I registered with http://1800dentist.com (hokey right? and might I recommend turning down your speakers if you so choose to visit the site... I just thought it was a little creepy... that's all) The next day I received a call from 1800dentist and was scheduled for an appointment at the office of James A. Morgan, DDS, PC. I was nervous going in for my x-ray / cleaning / checkup this morning. I didn't really know anything about the place and my parents had spent the previous day telling me of the horrors of seeing a non-recommended dentist.

mid day delusions

So after driving around for half of an hour, looking for 800 north 1300 east (Orem... turns out there is an 800 north in Orem too >_> /sigh), I dashed inside and began the paperwork. The place turned out to be quite nice and my chair was especially comfy. The paperwork involved could easily equate to a four page (double-spaced) essay tho. After divulging my medical history I was introduced to Kim (my dental hygienist).

Let me just say, Kim is a pro. I would have told her so too, except I was feeling a bit bashful after turning my mouth into a waterfall... and then her making some comment about drowning. At one point Kim pointed out that she fears going to the dentist because she might have "boogers" in her nose. I guess it can become quite visible when you lie a patient down. I'm not sure why I hadn't contemplated this before... it is a good point... and it seems fairly obvious now. I must think on this more. But honestly, I'm contemplating a thank you card... (for the pro part... not the "boogers"... maybe the "boogers" too)

glances can cripple

Anyway... I got a bit lost on my way home and ended up driving past the old neighborhood where I grew up. It was quite an odd feeling. I went from being clueless about my location to having this old sense of familiarity. I decided that driving through would be the sentimental thing to do. The giant tree is gone. The sandbox is now a pavilion. The door is still green tho. Oh, and the stop sign has been transformed into a "never stop lovin'" sign.

From there it was over to walmart to grab some supplies for the continued development of my oral hygiene. There was a massive tumbleweed in the road. I mean, this sucker was about as tall as me and it was just chilling in the far right lane I was trying to make a right turn into. The light was red and I felt kinda bad for the vehicle behind me. I imagined them becoming upset when I continued to not turn, even when there appeared to be a vacant lane from their perspective. It's just that there was a tumbleweed the size of their car and I didn't want to damage the organic and slightly creepy-looking mass of... stuff.

he cant believe that it grows

Oi. That should do.