Just a quick note before I let the Darvocet kick in and I head to bed. I got the stitches taken out of my mouth today (hence the evening chemical addition to my nighttime routine) and there seemed to be some confusion about when my appointment was supposed to be. It seems Mr. Vidal Sassoon desperately needed to see MY Endodontist at 11am (my appointment time) and I got instantly bumped to 10:30am. Hmph. Wasn't he famous in like the 80's??? Geesh, I went home feeling very unimportant. Brad Pitt, I can understand, but Mr. Sassoon??? Oh please let me go get my Sergio Valente jeans back out and feather my hair. The nerve.
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