so, in late breaking news, my hampster made a daring escape from his cage yesteday .. i found him a curled up next to the sink in my bathroom .. it was endearing, really .. i splashed water on him to get him to wake up, and then i gave him a sink bath with vanilla scented body wash

tomorrow (or today rather) i get my wisdow teeth pulled out. aside from the normal anxiety one has towards surgery, i am beggining to resent the whole idea... sideways or not, my wisdom teeth are part of my body, part of me .. and here i am removing them, casting them away as carelessly as a vestigial tail. they never hurt anyone ...
i wonder if i am making myself less whole