I woke up very early this morning for a Saturday (at 5:30 AM) to go to the dentist at 7. I'm glad it's over with now. It was alright. I have to go back in two weeks for a minor filling and got some pointers on how to improve taking care of my teeth.

Felt very yucky this morning. I feel a little bit better now but not a lot. I felt like I'm wrestling with the feelings of envy. I feel that about the dentist himself. I really like him a whole lot. He has a kind of personality that I wish I had. Plus I can imagine him living his life with fun. He loves what he does, probably takes nice trips, has a lot of money, and a good social life. I guess we all can't be like that. Oh well!