Ow, it hurts it hurts it hurts!

My back tooth finally gave in. I'm taking a bottle of tylenol every 4 days. Dr. Poulus said I'd have to have surgery to have it taken out. Originally we were going to try and save it, but now I want it OUT. It hurts so bad I started bawling on the train yesterday. The only problem is that I have no insurance yet, and no place will take me unless I give them money upfront, which I don't have. So I may have to live with this until February *cries*.

Random updates while the shower warms up:

Had a few bad days, but now I'm feeling a little better. I'm sleeping all the time now, though. When I'm not at work, I'm in bed. The upshot is that I've pretty much stopped drinking. Phillip came back from Europe the other night, and we went out. I had a few martinis, and was gone. I realized I really dont like the feeling of being drunk. Maybe I'm burnt out on it or maybe I'm growing up a little bit, but it just doesn't hold the same allure anymore.

Phillip has made it his mission to get me married off by Christmas. I just laughed.

44 days until this hellish year is over. Maybe next year is my year.

I see steam, so the shower must be ready. Time to go to work.