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Last night was fucking rough. A few weeks back my filling fell out while I was eating some Valentine's candy. It didn't bother me too much until I decided to go to bed last night. It hurt the entire side of my right jaw. I tried rinsing out with warm salt water, pressure, a warm cloth, melatonin, etc. I had no booze or pain pills (I do now). There's nothing quite like a constant throbbing pain. I finally fell asleep around 6 a.m. Then around 10 this morning I was awoken by some Jehovah Witnesses. If I wasn't so anxious to go back to sleep before work I would have cursed them out. I must have looked pathetic because they actually apologized for waking me up and left on their own accord. They asked me my name and I told them it was Trevor.

I called my dentist and long story short: They told me to call Dr. Blah Blah to get a root canal. Blah Blah told me the price and I told him I'd just get it extracted. He then told me to call my own dentist back. I did and they gave me a number for another dentist that did the actual extraction. I did and they told me since it wasn't a wisdom tooth I had to call my doctor back again and schedule an appointment with them so they could look at it and them fax them a referral. So I called them a third time and have an appointment for next fucking week so they can "look at it". Jesus it's like pulling teeth to get a tooth yanked around here! The medical industry in this country reminds me of a Rube Goldburg device.

Anyway fuck all of that for now. Me and Skythe are going to see The Ting Tings tommorow night and I'm excited. This is my first show in two years when I saw Modest Mouse (if you don't count local bands).

I'm going to see if I have any food in the house. I think I may know the answer to that.

Also, I'm at the final bosses in Last Remnant and I can't beat them. grr.