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A Very Brief Update from the Land of Wobbly Teeth

9.09.04

I’m too tired to write right now. I’m too tired to be even a little bit funny. Eventually I’ll get around to publishing the entries I wrote directly before and after the move, while the phone wasn’t hooked up and we didn’t have internet access and the world was collapsing around my ears and bringing my teeth down with it. But for now, my legs hurt and my teeth are loose and I’m so tired and freaked out that I could just spit—but I can’t spit, because I’d just knock my teeth even more out of whack. So I’ll just sit here and weep quietly into the keyboard instead.

I’m slogging through the huge mound of unread e-mail in my inbox, so if you’ve written to me in the past few weeks and you’re still waiting to hear back, be patient—eventually I’ll find your missive. And if I don’t, then let’s just say that the answer was no, okay? ;-) (I’m being facetious. Really.)

By the way, have any of you ever had a root canal? Because that’s what my new dentist suggested I have. I’ve heard it’s really bad, but I’ve also heard it’s no worse than getting a filling. Also, has anyone else ever had the feeling that their teeth are sort of out of whack, enough so that you can feel them moving but not so much that you can see them moving? I’m beginning to think I’m losing my mind, and I’d like to know if anyone else has shared my madness. Send me your stories? Or just a few comforting lines?