You haven’t truly lived until you’ve helped a 300 pound hick in a tank top throw his used toilet into the claw of a backhoe, leading to a bonding moment between the two of you as you watch it shatter. I love getting hours for things like this.
In between the constant throwing up of blood, the anesthesia induced fatigue naps, and my inability to blow my nose without opening up some stitches, I can truly see what is so amazing about oral surgery! Oh, I also I’m incapable of eating anything but jell-o without filling my mouth with blood, so clearly this is a great experience, which I would recommend to anybody :-D YOLO! OMGWTFBBQ
I actually saw a snowflake up close for the first time today… I always kind of thought the geometricness of them was a myth, so I was quite surprised. It was all ∃|E I’ve seen snow maybe 4 times in my life, and this was the second time I had stood under it mid flight. One thing I had forgotten was how cold it has to be for any snow to even exist, so this morning had some miserable, jacket-less moments… which leads me to my question. Why do people like living in snow so much? It’s cold, damp, and unless you’re inside and within close proximity to a fire, it kind of sucks. Maybe this is just because I own no warm clothing…
Did anyone know that keeping an old roman coin in olive oil for almost 5 months turns the oil blue? I didn’t… and now I have several blue paper towels from scrubbing it all off.