2/14/2013: eagle teeth

I went to the dentist today to get 3 crowns repaired because I have been unable to eat or chew food properly. I wouldn't go to a dentist unless it was a major emergency for me. It's my first major dental work in 6 years.

Email receipt from the visit:

Right after I get home, I read an email from my mother which includes some random video she thinks I should watch:

So, this video my mother sends me...out of the blue...is a video about an eagle who has its beak repaired and is now able to eat again.

This was sent to me by my "mother" on the day I just happened to get my teeth repaired so I can eat properly again; something she supposedly has no idea is happening since I've never told anyone I have any current teeth issues.

I put the word “mother” in quotes because I have no idea who the people in my life really are anymore. Just look again at her email above. She sounds like some kind of AI who’s been programmed to send me the email (even though she signed it with just the letter S, which is her first initial).

So, I notice these kinds of things which happen on a regular basis, seemingly on purpose, and when I tell people about them…no one remotely cares. These kinds of things aren't happening to them, so they don't actually matter. “You need medication” or “you have a brain chemistry problem” or “maybe you’re just experiencing Baader-Meinhof” (not even remotely like what I’m going through) are the kinds of statements I have to deal with.

(NOTE, I’m also an Eagle based on when I was born, according the Mayan Calendar, not that I'm sure that means anything)