Fucking blogger. Die.

I wrote a FATTY post and it all got erased. Maybe it's a good thing it got erased. It was many paragraphs of me ranting about my dad, and it concluded with me deciding I should try to be less rude because it's obvious my dad won't change. But freaking A it was a good rant, and I would've liked to read it again. ARGH.

My mouth was drilled into this morning, in three different places. Lucky me. Getting my cavities filled didn't hurt; it was just an uncomfortable experience having my jaw propped open for 35 minutes while two people inserted metal instruments into my mouth.

I must balance my checkbook now. My life is dangerously wild =D