I just got back from a dental appoinment(temp crown... >_>), and the f*cking dentist decided to give me 1/2 of the Novacaine thingy. I *need* two to not be in any pain in a half hour.
When I said, "Ow, it hurts!" a lot, she was like, "It only hurts a little..." My mom and I were like, "NO IT DOESN'T! IT HURTS A LOOOOTTTT!"
The thing that makes me *prone* to this sort of thing is being a. resistant to Novacaine, and b. being the sort of person who may wince/twitch, but doesn't complain unless they're really in pain....
Oh, last night, I had a dream that had a Master Tonberry that went by "Dark Mage (something)". It was really cool. See, the Masterberry was blasting people, and reigning doom, and stuff.
I have a feeling anyone who analyzed my dreams would think I am a complete nutjob. Which I probably am. Oh, by the way, if you're reading this, mom, I didn't just say that.
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