ON ACCEPTING THE FRENCH IDEA OF GENIUS:

Someone should tell me.

I thought I had a cavity, but it turns out I have been clenching my teeth in frustration SO HARD that I shifted my bite and bruised my nerve/ligaments. Funny. I don't remember doing that, but now that I know I do it, I've started noticing when I clench my jaw. Dr. Joan filed my teeth down so that they don't hit so hard anymore. LAME. I am lame.

I went in for a filling and came out with a diagnosis of "crazytown."

For your amusement, TODO:
-grade 35 more papers
-carve punkins
-make punkin seeds
-fix costume
-clean house
-prep class
-get halloween partied up
-stop kids from freaking out
-conferences
-make food for party
-try to enjoy myself

BLURGH! I can't sleep.

In semi-related news someone sent me an article called "8 ways to deal with your bipolar partner." I sent it to Roy. He laughed and said he knew how to deal with me, and there was only one way, it was: "Act like a dick." I told him I admired his consistency.
And then I kicked him, pinched Dave and bit the dog.

SUCKSTOTHEWORLD!