Gimme an F! (F!) Gimme ANUG! (*silence*)

Good evening readers.

I sit at my desk at work... not exactly looking forward to the next 2 hours of overtime, but understanding that, to live my life of luxury, I must "do work."

Though recent health problems now have me questioning my life in the fast-lane-- what with its frequent frozen-pizza dinners and booooozing.

You see, last Tuesday I was elbowed in my company basketball game. Nothing intentional... but it caused one of my teeth to cut the underside of my tongue, creating a nasty sore. I figured it would be gone in a few days, as usually happens when one bites their tongue (literally).

Buuuuut it didn't. Then, around Weds or Thurs i could feel the beginnings of a sore throat coming on. I had managed to stay healthy alllll winter, but it looked as though I was finally going to fall ill. Waaah.

But then Friday night came. I started to get chills... aches... bad signs. But my cousin was coming to town and she had JUST turned 21 earlier in the month. This would be my first time to drink legally with her! So I had to go out. Enough alcohol managed to mask my pain. I could finally relate with homeless people! (not true, as I had lived similar to a homeless person a year or so ago... living on a friends couch for 2 months with no job).

After the club, we munched on some potato chips. They were delicious, but I remember my gums being VERY sensitive. So sensitive that I had to stop eating. Yikes. That never happens.

Saturday morning I still had a fever. I was achier. We went to brunch. All i could eat was clam chowder... at Sunset Bar and Grill!! Everything they make is amazing and I had to get a bowl of chowder. Got dammit. I went back to my girlf's apartment and didn't move from her couch until it was bedtime. 8 straight hours of rest and being doted upon. Glorious!

Sunday I awoke to my t-shirt completely soaked in sweat. I had some nightsweats. Blech. I couldn't swallow. My gums were on fire. This was no longer something I had experienced before. I was scared something was seriously wrong. Buuuuut there aren't any dentists open on Sunday. So I was screwed for another 24 hours.

Today I awoke after another night of intense sweating (tmi? gtfo!) and knew that seeing a dentist was my #1 priority. I went to work and told my manager about my condition. Found a good dentist nearby and got an appointment for 2pm after telling the receptionist that I was in immense pain!

I told him my story (this one!) and he knew what I had immediately, which was scary, but comforting. He said I had a case of ANUG!!

My getting sick and getting beaten up in basketball, mixed with my generally unhealthy eating and drinking habits provided a bunch of nasty bacterium to utterly destroy my mouth. Honestly, it is some of the most pain I have ever felt.

I'm getting some antibiotics tho, so hopefully all will be well in a week or so. In a week. Hopefully I'll see some effects in a day or two, which is depressing but at least gives me something to look forward to.

I can't take much more meals consisting of soup. I think I may pick up a bunch of pudding on the way home... maybe some milk so i can make SlimFast shakes.

Anywhoo... that's the latest saga. Remember to floss daily kiddos.

-- obbs

Peep the new CunninLynguists music video. It's a great song!

hatin on the club

yo yo yooooo!

mr. obbs checkin in workin the late shift for some extra monayyyy.

Things are going splendidly. Went to a Bruins game with the girlf on Sattaday. Then hit up a local club at night for some shenanigans. This place was PACKED with bro-doods! and lots of Yah-Doods too!

We waited about 25 mins to get in. Had a few drinks, then decided to go downstairs to the dance club part. That was another line. Took about 45 mins.

Once downstairs, we danced and drank some more. I saw some of my coworkers. Then this one dude who had to have been blackout went barreling through the place pushing people. I got pretty pissed at that and shoved him back. He turned around and there were almost fisticuffs. But my lady calmed things down by saying she pushed me into him or something... iunno. I don't remember her stepping in and don't like the idea of a lady breaking up my fight... but wateva.

I still managed a decent time, but i was hatin on the club for a bit.

Which segways RIGHT into this new jam I can't get out of my dome!

It's Rihanna (who I am NOT a fan of usually) but i am a BIG fan of The-Dream as any blogreader should know. Ri-RI even looks pretty smokin in the pic on this vid...



The-Dream knows how to write a damn catchy hook. This time he uses a "whyyiyiya" harmony that reminds me of something outta the 50's. Like Del Shannon's "Runaway" almost...

In other big news, I'm gettin into some event on Weds where I get to meet some of the Bruins! It's some wine and dine for season ticket holders... and my girlf gets to bring a +1 since our company has about 6 season tickets. Oh the fringe benefits!

adios!

-- obbs