Is It A Sign?

I was at the gym tonight and I saw a clip for the upcoming news that I could only take as a sign. I'm not sure where it happened or why, but it was from the local news. The only information I got was that a tractor trailer crashed into a dentist's office. Sound familiar? Well, it does to me. It sounds a lot like the image of a train wreck in my head as I passed out in the dentist office. Even crazier, I have another appointment tomorrow for a cleaning. Now I know that it is just a cleaning, but it was also just x-rays last week when I passed out cold. The dentist called me yeaterday to confirm my appointment. Of course, I couldn't get to my phone because I was ont the other line at work. I was afraid they were going to leave a message that they did find something wrong and I needed to come in right away for immediate surgery. Will this fear of the dentist ever stop haunting me? I doubt it. Will it ever get easier? I doubt it. All I know is that I am going to be a nervous wreck until I get my wisdom teeth taken out. In a way I am looking forward to it. I will be able to sleep during the day without feeling guilty. Jen said a little bit of weight loss may occur (I can definetely put up with that). Pain pills are also a plus according to Brett. My mom might be able to come stay with me for a couple of days. On the other hand, I'm not looking forward to it because I want to pass out everytime I think about it. So I am going to quit talking about it now.
I am trying to get back to the gym, but I have had zero motivation lately. I was going 3-5 times a week. I felt great and I wanted to go every night. Regretfully, I have only been 1-2 times a week since the Ski Trip because I haven't had any motivation. By the end of my 10 hour work days, I just want to come home and relax. The problem is that I can't relax because I feel guilty for not going to the gym. So if I don't go to the gym I wake up in the middle of the night pissed off because I wasted another evening. It's a viscous cycle!
On a different note, the first episode of the new Real World is on tonight. Yeah, I admit, I am a Real World junkie. I never liked the show until Chicago, but now I'm hooked. I am having a hard time staying awake for it because this is usually my bedtime. I will probably fall asleep as soon as it comes on. I wonder why they don't have Real World marathons anymore. They were the best especially when I had a hangover. Actually, I wonder what happened to a lot of the "quality" television I used to enjoy. Sometimes it seems as if I can't find just one decent show to watch when I want to. OK, this is all I have for the evening. Goodnight!