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So I'm in Film Studies, after watching Random Sex Movie of the Week. It's about.... say, 7:45. So I still have time to get back to my room to watch One Tree Hill. The professor tells us that we can leave now, because she talked too much last week and she wouldn't want to keep us. But then... she talks. For about 5 minutes. Then she says she'll let us go. Then Random Acts of Discussion Guy speaks up. "Insightful Comment, Dr Blah." "Why, RAD Guy, how insightful. Any comments, anyone?" So we make the obligatory comments. The professor once more almost gives us leave to go. "But, Dr Blah, I must restate my Insightful Comment in such a way that it really isn't different but seems to be." "Very well, RAD Guy. What does everyone think about that?" We basically tell her, "OMG, it's so what he just said, how are our opinions supposed to change in the last... ten minutes? Am I missing my show for THIS?" "Well, students, that's very interesting. What do you think about that, RAD Guy?" "Well, basically, Restatement Of Former Ideas With Strange Twist." "Why, that's soooo insightful! Anyone, anyone?" Meanwhile, my head feels like a drill bit about the size of Wisconsin is slooooooowly driving it's way through my face... So I'm trying to look like I'm actually listening avidly to quite possibly the most inane conversation I've been privy to since... well, since last week's class, actually... while acid slowly burns through my jawbone... gahh... not that I am in any way bitter! No! Certainly not!

So we totally missed most of One Tree Hill. Which, while I'm randomly complaining, is totally a Spanish Soap Opera, but whatever, right?

And now I'm popping Advil like it's candy, because Oh God The Pain, and I really REALLY don't enjoy pain, but there is basically no freaking way I'm ever going to take any amount of codine again for at least forever, because it makes me depressed and emotional and paranoid and plus, the hallucinations aren't even good ones. Plus... at least while od-ing on Advil I'll be at least partially able to function in society, except for the debilitating worry now that my jaw is totally going to rot off due to some minor fact the jaw doc forgot to relate to me. But.. no worries!