My last wisdom tooth is coming through. I am thus consuming painkilers and anaesthetics in order to numb the bastard thing long enough for the errant spur of calcium to pierce the flesh in all it's glory. At which point, my friendly dentist is going to go in and rip that fucker out. Hopefully without breaking my jaw in the process (vide what happened last Summer when I had the other three done... abnormally long, hooked roots are Not A Good Thing™), but whatever it takes.
All of this, of course, is my way of covering my arse and writing something so I don't get too bored and worried about not doing anything this evening. Hah.