Might I trouble you for a refund?

Might I trouble you for a refund?

Thursday, August 20th was a day.

Thursday, August 20th was a day I wish had never been born.

I despised Thursday, August 20th so much, I came dangerously close to wishing this day on my worst enemy. That is if one of those even exists. You know, because everyone thinks I'm the bee's knees. Right?!

I'm peeved at CNN for dedicating a segment a few weeks ago to a stay at home mom's discovery of an affordable, high-end teeth whitening system. Never once in the broadcast was there mention of the stomach-churning scam behind the just-pay-shipping offers.

Obviously, I was duped.

Severely duped.

What peeves me the most about CNN is that in order to "sustain the integrity of their broadcast content", they were the LAST network to announce the passing of Michael Jackson earlier this year. I'm assuming the person responsible for segment integrity was on vacation in Barbados a couple of weeks ago when the teeth whitening story aired. We all sneak a last-minute summer trip into our busy lives before the school year resumes, right? I'm sure they got a smokin' deal.

The moral of this story: Don't trust CNN when she tries to convince you she's clean...unless you want a heaping bowl of headache for breakfast the next morning and you're prepared to do some explaining in 40 weeks.

My morning/afternoon consisted of phone calls and hold music, really horrible timing, and my first dental visit in upwards of 7 years.

I know you're dying to know the status of my chompers. I need 4 fillings (slated for Sep. 1...yikes), 2 crowns, an erupted molar extracted, and I'm ready for my roof-tooth to make a swift departure. I have a pre-molar that appears to have seen something shiny before it's debut on "The Inside of My Mouth Show" and opted to park itself alongside the rest of my teeth as opposed to in its rightful place in line. Bastard.

I'm snuggling more with my Crackberry right now when I have a perfectly cuddly Husfriend lying next to me...oops, he's caught the Z-train and the obnoxious snoring has commenced.

Meeting Tom Morello takes a lot out of a grown man.

-Jess