cavities???!!!

Took teh morning off to see the dentist. Everything went fine, with them telling I'll eventually need my wisdom teeth extracted (they even drew pretty pictures to illustrate the fact that said wisdom teeth are growing in at angles to my molars and will eventually cause problems, which they can fix). Then the cute young male doctor poked around in my mouth for a while. Now...I have never had a cavity. No, really. Grew up with flouride in the water, that sort of thing. Don't floss every day like I should though. Bad sugar. However, as doc was poking around he told me he noticed a stain on my right bottom molar and said that since I've never had a cavity it was probably just some discoloration and he'd want to watch out for it-- *stick* Uh oh, there's a stick. As in, the pokey device stuck in the tooth. Guess what! I have a cavity! I'm coming back there for a filling next week! Happy happy joy joy! ARGH. That sucks. Well, I avoided them for my entire 23 years so far--guess a sugar junkie like me can't hide forever.

And, at some point, I will have to make that inevitable appointment to have my wisdom teeth removed.

I wish some things were inherited. My mother was born without wisdom teeth. She just never got them. She's a mutant. I want to be a mutant. Wah.

Oh, wait, I'm already a mutant. That's okay, then.

Still haven't had a bite to eat. Haven't had time. Only took off four hours on the time sheet. I'll have to raid the vending machine in the kitchen. Maybe my supervisor will let me run to the deli or Starbucks and get food. Surviving so far.