Well, yet again, I've got a toothache, but this time the dentist won't do anything much about it except give me antibiotics and tell me to take neurofen capsules, all well and good except that I spent the evening yesterday feeling like I'd swallowed half a pint of milk (i'm lactose intolerant and milk makes me sick) because I took the neurofen, so now it's a choice between nausea and toothache: I think nausea wins, I'm not clawing my face to bits again.

In other news, I'm pissed, and not the drunk kind. Yet again, the a$$hole (and this time I'm actually not referring to Chelle, much as I'd like to) has decided that hey, it's a good idea to get Peter into work at 6 on the morning of an exam! Ummmm NO! So yeah, it's very tempting to go in and claw that guy's face to bits instead, less pain for me but still the same satisfaction. So right now I'm wondering, do I swipe the bf's phone and tell the boss to fuck off, or just go in there myself in the morning and say it to his face? Any suggestions will be greatly appreciated, especially the violent ones.