Post dentist Vicodin rant

Dude.... dude... All I have had for breakfast is a Wendy's Frosty and Vicodin.

Not recreational, I have a scrip (prescription), from the dentist yo. So I am totally going to blog while high on this Vicodin. I am so at work right now!

Is my keyboard moving? I am slightly inebriated (You KNOW I used spell check on that one!)

I totally went to the dentist and got a filling and she was drilling and then there was a pop and she goes "What the heck? What just happened?" and I was like "I don't know, you're the dentist..." and she goes "There is a lot of blood, we're going to get the bleeding stopped and then see whats going on." So I guess she found a blood supply that wasn't where it should be. She said she's never seen that before, I told her I've never punched a dentist in the face before either.

This is the same dentist office where I told the assistant I knew I had a cavity because I drank a Mnt Dew and thought I was going to die and with concern worn face she said "You thought you were going to die?!"

You know you want to go to my dentist.

Is this real life? I have two fingers.. I have four fingers. I killed a smurf and now my hand is blue... No I didn't, but a pen broke in my pocket and my hand is blue, so people think I'm having a stroke. I can't move the right side of my mouth / face and my right hand is bluish... and I smell waffles.

(Is this 500 words yet? Essay's are hard!)

Being at work is the best! I am a business analyst, right.. I don't think I should be analyzing anything businessy today, but neither can I drive for the next like 4 hours, so it's all good!
I'll just color spreadsheets with crayons and then take a nap, drink some juice and watch Star Wars.

So in closing, vote for me and all of your wildest dreams will come true.

XOXO

Peace out