Attention anyone who has to deal with me in the next couple of days…
I have a toothache. A BAD one. It’s the kind of pain that causes you to make peace with Jesus, just in case. None of the traditional remedies are helping as much as they’re supposed to—in fact some of them just make it hurt more/differently.
So I hate everyone and everything and I won’t be very pleasant for a couple of days, I’d imagine.
But here’s the thing I don’t get about me… This is NOT the first time I’ve felt like this (though the first in almost a year, according to my blog)… Why the hell haven’t I seen a dentist?!?!?!