Heh. Silly Russians. What's sad is that it's pretty clear that no one gives a damn that they're upset. My teeth are better today after a weeklong setback the folks at the oral surgeon's office called "partial dry socket." I didn't even smoke. Bastard gums. If that was "partial" dry socket, I never ever want to know what complete dry socket feels like. Since I wasn't in any active pain this morning, the fates were upset that I was experiencing no obvious distress. They therefore opted to make my car break down in the middle of rush hour traffic. I had to push the car to a sort-of-out-of-the-way location while Holly sat in the drivers' seat with the car in neutral. Hyjinx ensued when a coworker and I attempted to jumpstart the car. It's now sitting in a parking lot behind my office, and I hope like hell that no one decides to have it towed before I can figure out what the hell to do with it tomorrow morning. Hooray for life, I say. Hoo-fuckin'-ray.
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