Sunday, April 6, 2008


Listening to The Empty Heart of the Chameleon on my way back from the dentist I reflect on how frustrating that all was.

Every time I go there they give me three different pieces of paper, and each time the x-ray and payment guys run it in a slightly different way. It's terrible for me to complain about because I suspect I'm generally getting special treatment. For example I never have to wait to get my x-rays even when it seems like there are a bunch of people waiting.

Still my crappy Chinese is frustrating, six days with no new words learned feels like I'm losing the war.

Anyway, the implant sites are good, in three weeks they'll put on the first set of teeth.

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