power cow milkshake

Instant judgement: texture - snot, taste - artificial, nutritional content - nonexistent. Though the first one is sort of my fault, I stopped reading the instructions after "shake" and thus failed to see the "times 30" after it. And the last one is only expected, really.

Ah, and the alleged strawberry flavour - yet to be discovered.

An appointment at dentist's in a few hours. Should probably have saved the milkshake until after it, but eh. Who cares. Common sense - a fable.

[edited as the devouring has processed] i'm going to puke pseudo-strawberry-milkshake-snot all over the dentist, i just know it. I CAN SEE THE BOTTOM OF THE NOT!BOTTLE.

so,

according to the dentist, my teeth are ridiculously awesome, and why shouldn't I believe her? I tend to forget to brush them for four to five days in a row and then remember but not brush them anyway and I've never had any problems of any kind. It's physically impossible for me to get cavities, it seems.

After the appointment I got straight home and watched that Final Fantasy movie, Advent Children, which made very little sense to me, as I've yet to play any of the games. Not much to say about it, other than the thought "Hey, this's kinda like a video game!" passed through my mind a few times. And then I realised that well, no shit. Sephiroth was majestic.

(I cannot describe in words how terribly disturbing this song is. That God is God song sent shivers down my spine and made me question whether it was really necessary to go downstairs at night, but it has nothing on this song.)