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  • The light side of life!

    So - today wasn't all that bad, more like one of those days where you have a thousand things to do and not one of them is willing to anything themselves! A disgrace I think.
    I am a taxidermist and we often times get Nature Conservation around and they have a good old-fashioned inspection to see whether we may have dabbled into the business of being illegal here and there - which (rest your tender hearts) we have not.
    And today, they brought along with them a friendly policeman and his sniffer dog. It was just precious, the dog's task was to sniff out both Rhino horn and Elephant Ivory amongst all the animal products, etc. This took some time as the dog was scared out of it's wits - but in the end, they lived happily ever after, and I still hadn't gotten through half the things that wouldn't do themselves!

    And then - because there's a HUGE genetic chance that I might be a mental degenerate, I decided that in the blazing heat of 45* Celcius it would be the absolute best idea to go and exercise! Fabulous - so I dash off to the gym: the great fantastic Virgin Active gym ( the gym of kings, I'm told) to go sweat away those damn insistent extra kilos. I don't see why the buggers like me so much - it's not like I'm at all friendly to them or make them feel at home on my arse!

    Nevertheless, in the end I shall overcome all this opression. At least the braces are on my side, and thanks to RHT for understanding. Soup can be interesting... I will also make a reluctant point of getting a suitable photograph to not scare the good public away with.

    Until next time, my dear readers en masse - I will let you rest and recuperate so you can have another think about reading my blog and polluting your fresh young minds!

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    Fool if you think it's over, naner-naner-nah!
    To be quite honest I haven't really put much thought into this blog business and hope not to be offensive to all those who do take this rather seriously.
    However, I am here to stay - use up my free space and all that, so perhaps we should begin...

    I have braces. Yep! At the ripe old age of 24 and one quarter, somebody had a great idea about re-shaping the look of my teeth and I have had to suffer the consequences. Now I'll have you know that much of the hype about braces regarding pain and splitting lips isn't all that it's cracked up to be.
    In fact, I have never had splitting lips and the only time I have ever experienced pain was perhaps during and about 2 days after the dental sadist technician tightened the wires. I think perhaps that she was on some special mission to prove her strength, or maybe she thought that a job well done is akin to a job forcefully done!
    Let me explain: she was polite (the professional kind of polite) and not very talkative or atleast - not to me. But in administering her "skills" she broke off, broke off one of the blocks on my lower tooth. Yes, if I had the words to describe the kind of agony - it would be traumatic.
    So here I am trying not to succumb to my fit of paranoia and I'm trying to ask her as best as I can whether or not there is a way that I could be of more assistance or was I being cooperative enough for her to do her job? To which she answered that she was doing just fine, but if I could just open my jaw a little wider then it might just go easier.

    A LITTLE WIDER?! Yes, I would open my jaw a little wider if I knew how to unhinge it from the top jaw! It was fun, but it's over for now - I will have to undergo another traumatic experience like this one in about 6 weeks and am sure I will have far more thrilling things to say about it.

    For now atleast I get to not eat - as I'm sure all you post brace-face, tin-grinners out there will know that eating is a precious commodity of which we can have no part. All in the name of a beautiful smile!

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