8/22/2002 06:37:55 PM|||Travis|||

While I was sitting in the dentist's chair today not only did I almost fall alseep but I felt a strange sexual tension between me and the assistant who held the oversized sucking device in my mouth during all of the drilling. Looking up, with a spray of decayed tooth flying out of my mouth, I could'nt help but notice that she kept glancing over into my eyes. I think she wanted to bang right there in the stirrups.

Right before I started to doze off in the midst of the drilling, I thought about the olden days, say 1830. If I wanted to date this chick I would have to move into her town, find a job, and then ask her father. Damn I am glad things change, all I needed in this situation was her phone number.

In reality nothing happened. I made a small comment while she was cleaning up right before I left that went something like "gee, you really can hold that sucker thing well." And that was it.

This is the same dentist office where the hippie lady explained the meaning of her existance to me, a mere two days ago. I realized something today, the place is operated soley by women. The lady I got today was much more bland than the hippie chick, all she said was open wide.

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