Update, Part One

Yup, I'm getting my wisdom teeth out. September 15th is the big day. Luckily, I only have two because the bottom ones just never formed. However, I'm still not happy. It feels like I'm in some kind of medical office every other day lately. I know I'm grumpy, but I don't like doctors and I don't like dentists, and I'm tired of dealing with the medical profession, and I don't like people yanking things out of my head when they are securely attached. So there.

I will probably see Chloe today for The Conversation, so maybe I'll post an Update, Part Two later.

And since I'm so crabby, I'll post a joke to go along with it. Just as soon as I think of one.