I Hate the Universe: Incompetent postmasters

I am fucking sick to Christ of the useless, witless, clueless gits masquerading as postmasters these days.

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mi faze is bwoke

Root canal duly survived. It was not, in fact, bad at all; the one time I started to feel pain, the good doc just shot me up with another wodge of happy juice. I'm perfecly okay with that. Half my face still isn't working right, which does all kinds of interesting things when I try to drink. Or eat.

I dearly wish I'd thought to hold off another month and raise to one of the more coverage-full dental plans for long enough to get all this done, though. My wallet is hurting a hell of a lot more than my mouth at the moment.