And since I didn't need any more misery on my plate right now, I of course got shoveled another load of it. The dentist says I need a root canal, which insurance doesn't cover. So unless I can pull $500 out of my ass, I'm in pain until who the fuck knows when because all she said she could prescribe was Tylenol 3.

I decided to go with my own $20 temporary fix...Jack Daniels. I'll just drink myself into oblivion. Won't be long before I can't feel a damn fucking thing.

I hate life.