TRUE PROFESSIONALISM

I love my job so much, it hurts sometimes.

Dentists are so cool.

Or was that crazy?

MOVING ON

It's interesting that when God closes a door, he seems to open a window. So now that my love life is decidedly non-existent, the business seems to be coming to life.

I may even make a miniscule amount of money this month.

I always said to myself that when the practice turned a profit, I was going to buy a bottle of Moet.

I've turned into such a tight ass, I really don't want to spend the money. I should use my Moet money to pay of my HUMONGOUS, GIGANTIC, ENORMOUS, ASTRONOMICAL debt.

Meanwhile, although recent events have revealed that the door to the relationship with TJ is not firmly closed, I do think it best to leave my options open and am going to get back out there again.

Stay tuned for more posts detailing strange and uncomfortable future dates!!!

CHANGES

It's been 10 months now, slogging my guts out in my practice, working, selling my soul.

It's building. It's slow, but it seems to be building. After spending tens of thousands of dollars, I think I'm nearing the point where I'm going to start to break even every month.

That is so damned exciting I could pee.

I could just pee.

In other news, after 16 months, the infamous TJ and I have called it quits. I am quietly devastated. I feel as though I had to cut my arm off. I cried at a supermarket checkout and the girl felt so sorry for me she offered me a rewards card.

The problem is, he changes his mind 20 times a day as to whether or not he wants us to get married and so, I shouldn't be with him. Without out my being there he'll finally make up his mind one way or the other.

In the meantime, the penguin's mending and getting ready to dive back in.

Wish me luck.