Well, I lied when I said I was going to try and be more pleasant this time because I just don't feel like it.
I went back to the dentist this morning and he stuffed some medicine and gauze and his fingers and all kinds of wrenches and picks and stuff down in my tooth socket to try and make it feel better. He succeeded in making it throb even more, and that's about it. I have dry socket. And it sucks. And if I haven't told you in the last five minutes, I hate going to the dentist. I have horrible dental karma.
Oh, and I am not having that crochet group meeting tonight. I cancelled it. Well, actually, they cancelled it by not responding, but I sent out a formal cancellation email just in case somebody was going to just show up at the last minute. I really doubt I'll reschedule it because I'm just feeling all pissy about it now.
I'm going to go and lay down for a nap. Maybe I'll magically wake up feeling sunshiney and giddy and pleasant with fairy dust and twinkle toes.
What? It could happen.