I was feeling some pain in and around my ear/temple area but I wasn’t quite sure if it was the beginnings of dry socket or just sinus pressure, from this no-good rotten day. So I called the dentist and they got me in for noon, just to see. Sure enough, the clot only partially formed. They inserted a piece of gauze soaked in clove oil into each socket and gave me six more, for the weekend. This is old hat for me now; I resign myself to the fact that I will taste this nasty medicine all weekend and that no food will taste good until this is over. It’s ok; there are no more wisdom teeth to be pulled so I can safely say I won’t ever have to do this again.

As I left the dentist office, the rain began to pour and my stomach rumbled. I suppose a muffin for breakfast simply is not enough. I drove all around town before I finally ended up back on campus, eating at this little Mexican place right near my office. What a waste of gas. And did anyone notice the gas price skyrocket? One station near my house went from 3.06 to 3.26 in one day! That’s incredible. I’m amazed at how the prices have changed in just 10 years, 5 years. Do you think that if a Democrat gets elected to the White House that we’ll resolve our conflicts over this and they’ll drop back down?

I remember with longing a time when I could fill up for 13 dollars.

This rain is making me feel so unmotivated. I’m going to play a game of Scrabble and then try to work on Fall schedule. I could really use a hot chocolate or a piece of warm apple pie.