I have an ouch-y tooth. Very ouch-y.
I also have no insurance and $3 in my bank account.
La vie bohème can be painful sometimes.
In other news, I am meeting with my Bishop on Wednesday to discuss my mission.
Looking in the mirror the other day, I realized how appropriate a time it is for me to go now... I think I'm finally starting to be able to pass as a 19 year-old.
In other news, I need chapstick. My lips are dry.