Blood fountains.

So, getting my teeth out wasn't so bad, actually. I was prepared for it to take hours, but I didn't even get all the way through Shake the Sheets. Any time I started freaking out at the bloody reflection in the dentist's safety goggles as he held my chin down and, literally, yanked really hard, I had to keep from smiling. I'm not some weird pain kid, I just had good thoughts in my head. I tried the Vicodin and didn't like it much, so it's pretty much just been antibiotics and the first season of Lost over here.

Hey, who wants to tell me what their favorite music videos are?!