Feeling Different

So what would you (my readers) say if I posted/sent one of the other blogs a cock-shot of me?

I am feeling different, I really don't know how else to put it but I feel different.

(Pause)

As for the image of my wang, I'm not hung, I'm not John Holmes and I'm not an upright a malt liquor beer bottle.  But since my dental surgery I've been feeling ... different.

Hot Chocolate - Every 1's A Winner Lyrics @ LyricsTime.com

What's next? I dunno ... but I'll keep moving forward.

Thanks for listening. Hope you like the music.

~ J ~

Rumors Say ...

I could be teaching the hottentots until the end of the year, meaning a constant source of cash in my life and in my pocket, which will be helpful in the upcoming year.

I'm still taking my drugs, hoping the damned stitches will fall out of my jaw and my mouth will heal a little better.  And I am trying to paint.

Or draw ... or smile.

That's it.

Thanks for listening.

Love,

~ j ~

Settled Pain, the sequel

Settled Pain = Happy Camper

            Monday morning at 9:30 a.m., I went to see the dentist the clinic referred me to after my bout with pain last week.  They told me I’d need to see an oral surgeon who’s remove my Wisdom teeth from my head and honestly, I was fuckin’ scared.  

No bullshit. 

I didn’t want to go, but a good friend of mine took me and I went in, calm and collected.

            Unlike the previous dentist he was not condescending to my lack of dental care; in fact, he was complimentary at the state of condition I held presently.  (I drink a lot of milk so that could be my saving grace.)  He was a nice Indian man, kind eyes, and his staff was very patient with me.  I think they could see I was nervous so they put me at ease and kept me calm, never telling me anything that could happen or if the procedure would be painful.

            The night before I couldn’t sleep.  I kept seeing Youtube videos of dental techniques and clips from the movie Marathon Man rushing into my skull.

            Even jacking off to porn didn’t lower my blood-pressure.

            But for some reason, when I got there, I was calm.

            After taking another x-ray, the dentist came in, gave me several small shots and numbed the inside of my mouth.  All the drugs we locals so I had control of my facilities.  I was thinking about punching the dentist in the balls if I felt the slightest pain so I was lucid and ready for anything.

            Now how did he do it?

            Well, drugs for one thing.

            He was chilled, smiling and never insulting or rude.  Total professional; I’d go back if I had insurance, no doubt.

            I started counting the leaves on the faux paintings he had on the wall.

            Then I started counting the holes in the ceiling tiles, but my vision is shot so I need to get my eyes checked next and probably get some glasses.

            (I haven’t had glasses since the 80’s and dental work since the 90’s so as you can see I can damned well let everything go except for my dreams.  They’re the only thing keeping me alive to date: the perfect woman, the perfect life, the dream to end all dreams.)

            Then came the tools, and the blood, but not very much of it.

            When he entered my mouth with a big thick instrument (Sounds like the beginning of my erotica!  ~lol!~) I paused, felt a mild discomfort, and accepted it, swallowing and letting him do all the work, never bouncing back or becoming over excited.  His nurse held my head in place, the dentist spun my skull a few times, and he was done.

            No crying, no whining and a mild irritation when he began cleaning my teeth.  Since we had arranged for me to pay in installments I gave him the $250 I had in my wallet with the promise that I’d pay the rest on April 01 when the district pays me again for all the wonderful substitute teaching I do at their beck and call.

           

So, this is something similar to the collection he used on me.

Along with this little doozy.     

And this is what he did.

(Pause)

And this was the end result.

For the last few days I’ve been on soft foods, like soup, yogurts, pudding and all my coffee and tea have to be lukewarm or tepid; nothing scalding and nothing icy.  I’ve been told to eat gently, slowly, deliberately, so as not to aggravate the stitches in my skull or to expose the gum line to excessive force and cause bleeding.

            I’ll be like this till I return to school, and all I need to do is finish my antibiotics, my pain killers and the oral solution I use to keep the wound clean.  It’s super-strong mouthwash but I am doing my best to tolerate the horrid taste.

            Sadly, I didn’t take my cell phone or ask for the teeth as a souvenir but I was glad the procedure was done, I would still have money to last me the next few weeks, and I was able to feel my recovery beginning.  I am sleeping during the day a bit more than usual but I’ll be okay.

            I’m a happy camper now.

            Sans 2 teeth, but happy nonetheless.

21 Questions - If these are PG-13 what are the X-rated ones like?! (with Addendum)

To be a little fun I may be adding some images to this entry today. I picked this up from another blog because the PG-13 intrigued me as I am a film buff, and think society has declined with the introduction of such a rating.

1. How old are you? ~ I am 43 born July 1967.

2. What's your favorite color? ~ Green, but I like a lot of natural tones. It makes me happy, but happy doesn't always exude confidence.

3. First car you ever had sex in? ~ Chevy Monte Carlo

4. Favorite rated R movie? ~ Torn between the English Patient & Carlito's Way

5. Favorite flavor of popsicle? ~ We have paletas in the South/Texas which are made with ice and fruit so I go strawberry.

6. Banana or apple? ~ Apple, green.

7. Favorite Jersey shore character? ~ No way! I'd rather BE in Celbrity Detox with Dr. Drew than watch that one. Maybe it's an age thing.

8. Are your nails painted and if so what color? ~ Nope. Gnawed but not painted.

9. Favorite animal? ~ Dogs. I have 2, almost like the ones in the picture.

10. If you could bang a Disney character who would it be? ~ Ariel from the Little Mermaid; I had a friend of mine in college who was a brunette version of Ariel.

11. What time is bed time? ~ 2am, but I get up at 6am to feed dogs & get ready for work. I take a nap when I'm home & done teaching so staying up late off-set's my body-clock.

12. Do you have kids? ~ Nope, but I'd like to; failed 3 DNA test in the last 20 years.

13. Last time you bought a toilet brush? ~ Last year.

14. Double penetration ( come on I had to get one in) ~ Looking for volunteers? ;-)

15. Bubble bath or long hot shower? Hot shower.

16. Can you speak a foreign language? ~ Spanish, a little French & Italian but honestly, why? Babel Fish do it all for you.

17. Describe yourself in 2 words? Smart ass. Better than being a dumb ass.

18. How many tattoos do you have if any? Unmarked, and it leaves fewer distinguishing marks on your body for identifiable points on an APB.

19. How do you like your eggs? Easy over.

20. How do you get rid of a hickey...I need to know I don't have a clue. The only one I had was on my inner thigh; I guess a turtle neck sweater?

and 21. Favorite color to wear. ~ Black, sunglasses, shoes/boots or my overcoat. Any of those make me feel super-confident.




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And I have returned to Daisy's Blog, and found 21 MORE questions that I can't help but to try and answer.  Photos are another story...

Do you dare take the challenge?  "I do."   Be as naughty or virginal as you want. Wanna play copy the questions, grab my button and link on up.

This week is first thing you think of are ya ready???

1. Pink - Victoria's Secret

2. Lolly pop - Motifake

3. cherry on top - Dairy Queen

4. 3 - My weight (embarrassing) times a hundred

5. entertainment center - HP laptop

6. spoon - coffee

7. Biology lab - a dissection project

8. Wham Bam - Thank you Ma'am

9. Dessert - Heineken

10. Rough - Wood

11. Hot tub -80's porn

12. Sex Club - A place I wanna visit

13. Lips - Someone far away in my dreams

14. floor - a slice of mad impulse

15. ice - something I can't have due to my Wisdom Teeth removal

16. naughty or nice - cupcakes

17. table top - messy classroom (sorry!)

18. back - standing straight

19. Ryan Reynolds (yes had to get him in) - sweaty six pack (Blade 3)

20. Tattoo - Hervé Villechaize & Kat Von D

and 

21. boobies - My Favorite Pair = Christy Canyon & my favorite size (F-cup; I just miss a certain pair of boobs!)

21 Questions - If these are PG-13 what are the x-rated ones like?!

To be a little fun I may be adding some images to this entry today. I picked this up from another blog because the PG-13 intrigued me as I am a film buff, and think society has declined with the introduction of such a rating.

1. How old are you?
2. What's your favorite color?
3. First car you ever had sex in?
4. Favorite rated R movie?
5. Favorite flavor of popsicle?
6. Banana or apple?
7. Favorite Jersey shore character?
8. Are your nails painted and if so what color?
9. Favorite animal?
10. If you could bang a Disney character who would it be?
11. What time is bed time?
12. Do you have kids?
13. Last time you bought a toilet brush?
14. Double penetration ( come on I had to get one in)
15. Bubble bath or long hot shower?
16. Can you speak a foreign language?
17. Describe yourself in 2 words?
18. How many tattoos do you have if any?
19. How do you like your eggs?
20. How do you get rid of a hickey...I need to know

and 21. Favorite color to wear.

Not a Happy Camper

Okay, I'm kinda scared so if you don't hear from me for the next few days I'm loopy on drugs or recovering slowly and hoping for minimum fear to coarse through my body.

Monday morning, 930am I am having my Wisdom Teeth pulled from my head, and to make matters worse, I just saw a video on Youtube where a dentist used a fuckin' chisel to rip out the goddamned teeth!!!

There will be blood, and there's gonna be fear.  A member of my family will be driving me and keeping me company to make sure I don't lose my mind or freak out or lose control of my car going across town to have this done.

And to think I was gonna use this money for sign material and paints.

~lol!~

Gonna pray, and gonna light a candle before I leave in the morning.

Adios.

~ j ~

Class War

First seen on this blog: http://cultofthedeadfish.blogspot.com/2011/03/uk-class-war.html

I may have to become more political as I grow older or there will be nothing left for my children (when I finally have them) or grandchildren.

Take care.