Monday, August 13, 2007

Running For For Skinny Feet High Arches



Today I had to go to the dentist, because I had to remove a wisdom tooth. Not that I'm on trial (OK, I could not resist the easy joke), my orthodontist is that bothers him. Or something. I remember that the orthodontist only bothered him one right, but the dentist also bothers the left so that, taking advantage that you have to open your mouth, you take away the two.

This is a test that dentists would make good mayors. Because as they open, they do everything that has to do. Because I do not know if you remember the time when "liberated" the telecommunications market, which will release form. Today, the paper said (though it may have been yesterday's paper, but I read it today) that the cheapest Internet access in Spain is more expensive than the most expensive in France. You already have noses. Well, that, when the market is freed and Telefonica is no longer the monopoly operator in theory to be only in practice, the incoming companies began to lay cable like crazy everywhere. And besides, I think in Vigo should match the company changed water pipes or something, because for a few months, every two weeks someone came and lifted the sidewalk. And we all thought: would not it be easier to bring them into line and open up once and put all you have to wear? Well is not. So now everything is full of sewage.

Yeah, okay, I'm calling sewers to any metal circle on the ground there. I do not care whether this is really only manhole covers, let alone not give all the sewers. I call them the same because all annoy me equally when I drive. Because you have to choose between going doing slalom and risk your life or endure the bumps. And I annoy many potholes. In fact, I think I am developing a mirror that will ruin me. Because when I see a bump, try to dodge, but when this act becomes something unintentional, I pray for not finding a bump next to a cliff.

And it is very likely that I end up dying in a fall from a great height, because as a kid had a repetitive dream that fell from a high place. The worst thing is that as I fell I had time to be aware of the magnitude of the blow that was to receive. He was very anxious at first when I did not know at the time of a sudden I wake up with more. The dream was so repetitive that I think even the last few times I had, as he fell he knew that to get down awake. And now that I think, maybe it was at that moment when I stopped having that dream.

Hum ... Deadlock ... Let us back ... In the beginning ... Finally the dentist removed my teeth either because it seems that I have very complicated and better go to a hospital and a maxillofacial surgeon to remove them. What luck. With what I like hospitals. At this rate I'll finish taking addiction to anesthesia ...

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