I’m inviting everyone to come to my birthday dinner! I sent out a text message to pretty much everyone in my phone, but if I missed you, or I don’t have your number you’re invited too! Just send me an email or a text message for more details. It’ll be tomorrow night (Wednesday, April 25th) at 7:30pm. It’ll be at O’Charley’s next the mall up here so just let me know if you want to come so I can make accurate reservations. I’ll see you tomorrow!
-Kevin
None of them seem to help. My mouth is so sore and nothing but ice seems to help. I left work early for a dentist appointment. Just a simple cleaning, of which I don’t mind. I was afraid of the dentist when I was little, but now I’m like the best patient. Anyway back to the story; I had laid there for quite a while with everything ok. At the very end the lady was flossing my teeth blah blah fun stuff I know. My six front bottom teeth are all bonded to a permanent retainer that I’ve had for five years now. She was flossing between the last two teeth when the string got caught on the wire (as it usually does). She gave a little tug, but it didn’t let go, so the pulled a little harder, next thing I know *snap crack and pop* (no not the cereal) she broke the damn thing off the back of my teeth. It was only being held on by the farthest two right teeth. The dentist ended up just cutting the wire off, then breaking the rest loose and scraping all the epoxy off my teeth. It didn’t really hurt much at the time, but they hurt like a bitch now. They won’t be able to put a new one in until Tuesday next week. It feels so strange having smooth teeth now. I just hope they don’t shift or move this week while I’m waiting on my new one.
I was bad, and never wore my upper removable retainer, thats why I wanted a bonded one for the bottom. My upper teeth haven’t shifted too much over the past five years, so its not a big deal, but the bottom ones are perfect and I don’t want them to go all over the place. Looks like I’ll be eating pudding for a week since I’m all paranoid.
So thats my story and I’m sticking to it!
-Kevin
…but earlier tonight I was looking at a few pieces of hair on the bathroom floor and it got me to thinking. And I might apologize for the way my brain works, but this is how connections are made in my head. I was staring at the hair, and I thought, does hair really biodegrade? Or will it just be there forever. Then I thought, well when you die your hair keeps growing. Then I remembered so do your finger and toe nails. So I came to the conclusion that when I die, I want a nice haircut, a manicure, and a pedicure before I’m buried. Although I guess in reality I want to be cremated, but in the event that I die before my parents and I’m buried instead (they don’t quite like cremation) I want to go in looking pretty, that way whatever keeps growing won’t wind up looking too bad later on. =)
-Kevin
Today is Josh’s birthday, so once again Happy Birthday! He had his party for this third year in a row at Frontera (mexican restaurant). They give you the sombrero to keep, so he can add it to his collection. It was a really nice time, most everyone bitched about work which is to be expected from homos. I know there was a lot of alcohol on the table, none of it was mine though =( Oh well I’m sure it’ll be the other way around next week! heh.
I don’t want everyone to freak out by reading this; or think I have some plot, plan, or scheme tethered to it. It is not an April fools joke either, so please read further with an open mind.
Have you often, or ever for that matter, wondered who would miss you if you weren’t here? I have, and do. Not often, but more than most people I believe. I’m not taking about taking ones life; but death in general. If I suddenly disappeared from this world I know several people who would miss me. I am not going to name names, but obviously family and close friends, but what about childhood friends, people you’ve only talked to online and never met. Who tells them? My life has been touched by millions of people I’m sure. I know if I were standing on the other side of the situation I would want to know. For example, when I was growing up we lived on the other side of town; it was a small neighborhood and not many kids. We all knew each other and played together. Some moved away, some moved in, and eventually I moved away. All the kids I use to play with are grown up and live god knows where now. Who would ever tell me if one of them died suddenly? I would miss them, even though I haven’t talked to them in over ten years now. Its not so much depressing when you think about it, its just merely sad as to how we loose touch with each other over time. I will admit that I am just as guilty, I haven’t tried to find or talk to anyone from my childhood, and I haven’t been the best person in recent years with keeping up with people. I know that most people who will run across this by accident on the internet probably won’t care, and most certainly won’t know who I am, or even care if I died later today. What I do hope is that this makes you think about yourself, and the connections you have with your friends and people you know. Life is short, and you’ve made an impression somewhere, now you need to make it last as long as possible.
To the people who are reading this because they know me. I offer the same advice and wisdom to you. Don’t feel as though I expect you to reach out to me and renew our ties. I am big enough to miss you already. Go out and find the people who you’ve lost along the way of life. Know that no matter what you already have someone that misses you, and that will continue to when you aren’t here; me.
-Kevin Salas
04.01.2007
