Nom nom nom

I'm fairly certain that I have a cavity. It's in the tooth that's had a weird hole in it since forever ago. I was told, or I overheard mom being told, that it might become a problem for me down the road. I guess I've made it down the road. I was looking through the yellow pages for a dentist who would be close to my home and had a nice sounding name. I was sitting on the couch and I think I slumped over into a nap. I never knew looking for a dentist would be so draining. Needless to say I didn't find anyone. I decided to try my luck with the College of Dentistry. It's cheaper, but I already have insurance, and it's close to my home. My first appointment will be a sort of getting-to-know-you meeting filled with all sorts of fun things like x-rays and paperwork. This is my favorite kind of meeting!
In celebration of my toothache, during lunch I bought 16 ounces (1 pound!) of sugar (for coffee: also very bad for the teeth) and a Snickers bar. I felt so responsible.
In other news, I need a part time job it seems.