The Illuminated Donkey

I started seeing a new dentist today for my myriad of pains and problems. I've gone through a number of dentists in my life, and there's always this depressing moment when one looks into my mouth for the first time, and I can immediately see him calculating the new deck or luxury cruise my terrible mouth will soon make it possible for him to buy. Anyway, the whole novocaine thing screwed up my schedule, and that's why I'm up at three in the freaking morning. Bleh. But at least I'm no longer mainlining Anbesol and Orajel.