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January 29, 2004

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getupgrrl

I love going to the dentist. I know that's weird, but I can't help it. I get my teeth cleaned four times per year - yes, four - and I'd go six times if I could. I love it when the hygienist uses that plaque scrapey thing, and I love rinsing, and I love that feeling afterwards when you know you have NO TARTAR AT ALL. Oh, it's beautiful.

I envy you your February.

Julie

I can't stop singing "NO TARTAR AT ALL" to the tune of Steely Dan's "FM."

Thank you for that, getupgrrl.

Michele, may I suggest a stylish dental gem to dress up your smile?

Michele

Wow, Grrl, four times a year. I bet you have a gorgeous smile. How many of those visits does your insurance cover?

Julie, if only those dental gems were permanent, you know? I think I might take your suggestion and get me a couple.

Julia

Man, those dental gems are snazzy!

Good luck with the dentist. I'm not such a fan since I have to disclose my entire reproductive life each time I go.

Michele

Julia, that is right, you had a rude-ass dental hygienist. I should have asked you for a referral to this nosey-nelly and maybe told her a story about how I have a friend who once saw the most vile hygienist on the planet. You know she would have probed for more info...then I could have recounted your dental chair horror story and see if she realized it was her.

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