here i go with my ways

well to day i got a root canal. im serious about my teeth, so i have no idea, wait i actually do have an idea of why i had to have a rc. i've gotten pretty lax about brushing at night. sometimes i just give my teeth a rub down with a sleep shirt, which is usually last summer's tee shirt. i actually was not all that bad; i was super numb and my denist was cool. great bedside manner. of course it was 800 dollars, and who knows how much insurance will pay for it. not to mention that 1200 dollar cap i got to get. all the while two bills sit on the table waiting to be mailed......keep waiting state farm and aes. my face is still a bit swollen, im icing it like he said to. he asked my some questions about caring for his elderly father. i was taken aback because he was serious about his questions to me. like he stopped an talked to me like i knew what i was talking about, which i did, my damm he didn't do the "your a fat black bitch" routine. instead of asking me, "do you have a job?" he said "what do you do for a living?" unusual. very. see its the little things like that, little subtle things, that is racism to me.