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:: Mind the gap ::
Sunday, December 28, 2003
Dr. Lindeman, despite all the money my parents paid him, left an interstice between my lower-right bicuspid and a molar. I think I used to have two bicuspids there, like most humans, but one was removed to make way for all that dental remodeling and upgrading. It's sad that I can't remember, and sadder that I'm too tired to look up how many bicuspids people normally have, but I'm pretty sure it's eight.
Anyway I have this terrible asymmetrical secret in the form of the little gap in the lower-right. It's not really noticeable to the naked eye, but it's immeasurably annoying because chicken or sometimes, like tonight, well-cooked fish seem to have the perfect texture with which to wedge themselves in that little nook.
I read somewhere that we prefer more symmetrical mates and I'm just happy that my lopsidedness is internal, and I have this flawless face to broadcast my genetic suitability to the world.
Posted by morland @ 02:03 AM
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