Day Five - The Tooth, The Whole Tooth

Had a kind of crap day which turned into a good day.

I woke up with the intention of spending the day in bed watching movies. But the kids needed something from the shop before school so I got dressed and did that. Then Mia's bus didn't show up, so I had to give her a lift in. I took the USB plasma ball to PC World and it was working fine. Go figure. Ate a sausage and egg McMuffin on the way back.

Got home with about 15 minutes to spare before my appointment at the dentist. I figured two or three fillings and the extraction of the stub of tooth left from when my cap broke off. Yeah I dunno if I mentioned this... after I took the kids up to my sisters the other day, I
chewed a sweet and the whole top of the gold cap I have in the back of my mouth broke off. Apparently the reason I've had problems with that tooth is because it was half broken and completely undermined. That's why I've been having bad breath. I had a rotten tooth and didn't know it.

So anyway I get to the surgery a little late. The session lasts about 40 mins with the dentist screwing the tooth out like it's a rusty nail in a floorboard. They say I look really pale when they're done, would I like to sit down before I fall down? Yeah I'm pale, that was hands down one of the most horrible dental experiences I can remember. Not their fault, but mother of jesus I had to stedy myself against furniture, doors and hedges and cars till I got back to my own car.

When I've recovered my composure and driven home I can't do anything. McNulty tries to talk to me online but I feel like refried turds and I need to lie down. I slip a few DVDs in the player and watch them one after the other. "Four Eyed Monsters" was really good, perfect sick boy viewing. I hope my films will be that good. Really nice job of filmmaking although I find autobigraphical movies to be a bad start on the whole. What do you do next? You either go on telling more of your story or you have no ideas. I hope these guys come up with something good.

"Inland Empire" by David Lynch on the other hand is not a film I would recommend to sick people who are in pain and on the verge of endorphin induced sleep. Now don't get me wrong, I love David Lynch, I think he's a genius, but sometimes his movies are more art than cinema... I kept nodding off to be woken by a blood curdling scream and opened my eyes to Laura Dern grimacing horribly into the camera. I don't have a single clue what the movie was about. Must watch it again some time when I don't feel like a car backed over my head. It was mostly shot on HD it seems to me, but I have to check that. Some really interesting things, but also some things which made me say out loud, "you had me with you there David for a while, but the people with the rabbit heads? I dunno..."

Finished the day watching stuff with Hattie "Farce of the Penguins" and a bunch of the US version of "Whose Line Is It Anyway?" which is one of our favourite shows. Ted was in his room doing his own thing. He's going through a bit of a solitary phase. I guess we'll see him later.

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