Okay. Nothing serious. Just GROSS.

I have a teratoma. Hello baby sister/clone/tumor.

Gross. On the plus side, it's not a *cancerous* tumor, and I also had a hilarious chat with Jenn, with whom I haven't talked in ages, and who is just as awesomely dorky as ever:

me: i have a frickin teratoma
Jenn: what where
Jenn: in your ovary?
me: yes
Jenn: D:
me: WHAT THE HELL
Jenn: WHAT THE HELL
Jenn: well, if you ever need a tooth implant... :D
me: HAHA EW
Jenn: hey thats what dorks are for

me: i have to meet with a gyno next week
me: it's SO gross
me: i do not want it
Jenn: you should keep the tooth
me: fEW
me: no
Jenn: yes!
me: asldkfjsdlfkj
me: grosssss
Jenn: who knows when it'll be useful
me: to...throw at people i don't like
Jenn: yes!
me: i could keep the whole mass
me: in a jar
Jenn: or to gross kids out when you see them
me: LOL
Jenn: well... i wouldnt keep the hair
Jenn: just the tooth
me: ewww
Jenn: you should take advantage of the situation! your body has decided to gift you with a tooth! you should appreciate it and keep it

me: and now i'm like "how do i explain that i have a disgusting toothy mass embedded in my body"
Jenn: just tell them you have a teratoma and let them figure it out
me: hahaha ew
Jenn: if they dont know what it is, they are unworthy of your scientific prowess
me: LOL
me: or worse, they will google it, and see pictures
me: LOL
Jenn: yeaahhh...
Jenn: oh mans