I’m going to the dentist tonight. For the first time in eight years.
I wore flat badass boots, just in case I need to run away, or kick anyone in the crotch. Not that I’m planning on kicking a perfectly nice dentist in the crotch, it just seems like I should probably be prepared, right? I mean, what if he busts out the syringes, and pliers? Yeah. My personal motto is to be prepared for ass-kicking.
In other news… Other top secret news, I have an exciting thing that I can’t tell anyone about. It’s totally awesome. Please excuse me while I wander off to squeal quietly in a corner because. If. You. Knew, you would totally die! It’s that good.
Ok. It’s not that good. It’s just exciting.
Any guesses as to what my totally exciting, but totally top secret awesome fun thing is?