I just got a tooth pulled and a filling. Good times.
My mouth was so numb that I didn't feel then FUCKING STABBING ME WITH NEEDLES a billion times so that the anesthetic wouldn't wear off in the middle of the extraction.
Don't make a Camisado reference. I know it's tempting, but don't. The anesthetic DID set in. And they gave me a stuffed moose to hold the whole time, so it was kinda pleasant.
BLOOD, BLOOD, GALLONS OF THE STUFF. Actually, probably not that much but you get the idea. I WAS BLEEDING IN MY MOUTH FOR 2-ISH HOURS DO YOU KNOW HOW INCONVENIENT THAT IS?!
Really fucking inconvenient.
IN OTHER NEWS
KNIGHTS OF SIDONIA OH MAH LORD WATCH IT ON NETFLIX IT IS AMAZEBALLZ. Seriously, watch it.
All my creativity has leeched out of my ears. Help.
Dogeminer has seized control of my life again.
I colored a rainbow snowflake in Choir. It's hardly relevant, but I thought it was necessary to say.
I can't sing right now because of a missing tooth I haven't adjusted to yet, and it's slowly eating away at my soul.
Power outages, power outages everywhere! Still had to go to school, though.
I went to a snow rally in BC instead of going to school on Friday and Monday. I have bueno bars and coffee crisps stashed away, Stressed Out stuck in my head, and pictures of a massive snowball I made.
The Piano Knows Something I Don't Know is so underrated it's not even funny. It's an amazing song. Listen to it. If you already have, look up the alternate version. Also amazing. SPENCER CAME UP WITH THE MELODY FOR IT.
Considering attempting to learn how to play the theremin.
TØP had a show in Portland but it was sold out. They're coming back Jul 16, but I'm still a bit sad. I CAN FEEL THEIR VIBES COMING FROM ACROSS THE RIVER.
P!ATD, OMAM, and FOB don't have any shows in the Pacific NW scheduled AT ALL. One of my friends who wasn't even a big fan got to go see OMAM in concert last summer. WRGJHSVLKJBSDGJHWEFIHS.
I'm still precrastinating re-publishing my only story because I'm a massive perfectionist.
Soon.
I hope.
I had icecream for dinner. I'm probably going to feel like a steaming pile of shit in the morning, but it was totally worth it.
I've started making equations out of house numbers and the time again.
Why are you even reading this? It's basically the ramblings of a half-consious teenager that's emotionally challenged and has the art skills of an intoxicated llama. I think there are more productive things you can be doing with the time you're wasting reading this.
Markimoo dyed his hair blue. It matches his recording setup. He is slowly becoming Warkiplier.
L8r G8r.
