Head Amputation and Other reasons I'm afraid of having my wisdom teeth removed...

Reasons I'm afraid to get my wisdom teeth pulled:

1. There will be an earthquake right after the dentist has pulled a tooth and the shaking of the Earth jumbles the tooth out of his hand and down my throat. I'll then choke and die. Hey, this is L.A., it could happen.

2. My face will be so swollen people will think I'm fatter than I actually am. (especially through a car window. That'll be that one time Josh Hutcherson is in the next car.)

3. I'm afraid my dentist will try some over-the-shirt action while I'm asleep (or under the shirt...hey, I watch the news)

4. The dentist will trip and fall while I'm unconscious and accidentally knock into one of my other teeth, breaking it into a zillion pieces with a scalpel (or whatever they use to cut the tooth out of the gum. Don't tell me, seriously)

5. Afraid them bitches will grow back and I'll have to go through it all over again.

6. My kids will see me moaning and with a swollen face and think mommy has been bitten by some sort of monster and has turned into said monster.

7. The dentist will pull other teeth accidentally, instead of said wisdom teeth.

8. Pulling the wisdom teeth will make me dumb. (Lack of wisdom)

9. When he goes to pull the teeth, they'll disintegrate into a fine powder, therefore choking me. (I really should've had these bitches pulled a long time ago)

10. I'll end up with a surgery-related infection and will need to have my head amputated.

Only a Phone Call Away...

I had a panic attack today.
This shizz is getting ridiculous.
Thank God my mom was only a phone call away.

In other news, I fell asleep last night with my head on Bry's chest. Suhhhweeeet. It really was. He pulled me over and told me to lay on him. We then fell asleep in each other's arms. I then woke up and was up for a while playing Words with Friends on my phone and watching an old episode of South Park with Mr. Hankey the Christmas poo.

On the plus side, after my little breakdown this morning, I came out of the bathroom and the kids were none the wiser, then I spent the rest of the day making them happy, which made me happy. They colored some really pretty pictures today.

I just need more sleep. More rest. More fun.

Back to work on writing "Dead Oliver" with Lisa Shows as a feature film. We'll probably film Spring 2013! Still fundraising!
www.indiegogo.com/deadoliverfilm

In the meantime, have you seen this? Me and Bry were doing a web show for a small amount of time, like, 5 years ago! Yes, this is old...