note to self:

DON'T get peanut butter in an open wound. okay, it's only slightly open, but still... i've been SO uncoordinated the last few days. i must be sick.

first things first - if i'd been more able, i would've checked my mail yesterday [translated]:

subject: the photos from the (central army base)... dental clinic

(my real name)! hi this is (the sweet girl's name) the assistant from the dental clinic. i've sent you the photos as i promised! have a good and sweet new year! happy holidays, and take care of yourself and take care not to break more teeth! because i don't have the energy, and neither does the dentist, to sit another 2 hours building you another new one! (lolololol)

feel better ;)

cute :) here're the photos (i look at these and feel like forrest gump's bubba):





if anyone can fix the lighting in the first photo - here's the original. it would be nice if it was possible to see the broken tooth in all it's glory, and the gory bits being stitched...

and PLEASE notice that the new tooth (the right incisor - MY right NOT yours) is less wonky than the natural one.

i tried installing vb6 today - the guy who did me the "favour" of burning the installs to disk somehow managed to cock it up, and no matter what i did, it just refused to continue installing. even when it HAD the damn files.

all he had to do was save the files to cd. nothing more, nothing less.

i think tomorrow might be complicated - i've accepted an invitation to go to my relatives in jerusalem, and i can't remember if i was invited to the mongoose's family at the same time.

so basically i slept the whole day. and it's damn near two days without smoking.