One More Push, and I Will Meet With the Ground at High Velocity...
Today was a bad day, in short, and I apologize for complaining to ya'll. For starters, I had a dentist appointment. Because of my still brace-swollen gums and tight teeth, the dentist resorted to a VERY sharp and alarmingly pointy-ended dental floss. She lacerated my gums on a few occasions (though she was very apologetic about it, and I assured her I was alright) and it hurt quite a bit. I didn't think it was that serious, though, until I noticed that her gloves had blood on them, and I became slightly worried, but there was little to do for it. After they were done, they told me I had taken wonderful care of my teeth, I had no cavities, and so naturally they require SOMETHING painful from me, so my yet-to-appear wisdom teeth (all four) are to be pulled this summer so they don't turn my mouth into mammoth cave. Along with all that was the usual crap I put up with all day everyday, except for an invitation to graduate college from West Point and be a lieutenant in the "greatest army in the world", because of my "outstanding standardized test scores and interest in history and military (or some such thing)" OKAY. How the HECK do they know my interests??!! ARE THE SPIES WATCHING ME RIGHT NOW AS I TYPE?!?! AAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!!! THEY'RE ATTACKING!!!! SAVE YOURSELVES!!!!!Henry