Vanity

i visited my favourite dentist this morning. unlike the all the jokes and stereotypes, i enjoy going to the dentist office. doc d is funny, interesting, dedicated and the staff treat me like royalty. the most important issue here is that they laugh at my schtik. i love all of them.

i started my obsession with triathlon about the same time i had my braces put on. braces weren't necessary but i was fed up with lower teeth crowding, a poor bite, and I hate to say it, i have always felt insecure about my smile. the braces came off this summer, not before the prestige 1/2 iron, damit, and i liked my smile. it was nice to have near perfect teeth; however, years of indulging my caffine addiction appeared to have caught up with me. my smile wasn't a dazzling, soap-star white. i shouldn't care, after all, i'm a male who is secure and succesful. hmm, i've come through two years of discomfort i deserve a dazzling smile. men can be worse than women in this regard.

my visit to doc d was to check up on my bleaching. it's an easy process. totally painless,well, sort of. I have one tooth that has become painfully sensitive. Even sensodine tooth paste hasn't helped. the process is wonderful. you get to see results day-by-day. very gratifying. one more week to "soap-star" status. that sexy smile will be mine. thanks doc.