Tomorrow morning, my oral surgeon will be ripping my stitches out! Hallelujah!!! If I had more balls, or any balls at all for that matter, I’d rip them out myself like my oh-so-stubborn boyfriend once did in my bathroom with my tweezers.

I pulled my cheek back yesterday to inspect my now-empty sockets and was startled to find miles of string in mouth. There’s enough string in my mouth to sew a king-sized blanket. Is that amount of stitches really necessary for my little mouth? But I’m not mouth surgeon so what the hell do I know?

FINALLY, after three months of tooth-induced agony, this morning, I had my wisdom teeth ripped from my jaws.

The dentist’s office eeriely resembled the torture chamber in the movie “Hostel” with slightly better lighting.

I enjoyed being heavily sedated for the procedure. He could’ve pulled out all my teeth and I wouldn’t have cared a bit.

I left with a prescription for more drugs (Yippie!) and my lips were so numb and swollen, it made cigarette smoking very difficult.

My face is still swollen and the painkillers are making me nauseous but no matter. I’m happy that I got to miss a day of work.

And this is why I know I am suffering from severe job burnout when having teeth pulled is better than a day at the office.

Oh. My. God. President Bush said a cuss word. Guess what? I use cuss words too and I use them frequently! Who gives a (expletive).

I am fuming over the news of the I-90 connector collapse. I was pissed when I first heard about the leaks in the O’Neill Tunnel. Now, people are dying. Can you imagine what would have happened if the concrete ceiling fell during the afternoon?! I drive through these tunnels ALL THE TIME. That could have easily been me, my sister, her boyfriend etc.

Basically, in the Ted Williams tunnel, one will get smooshed by falling concrete, and we’ll drown in the leaks of the O’Neill Tunnel.

So, you’re not from Massachusetts and you don’t really care about our faulty tunnels? Hate to break it to ya, but a lot of federal money went into these tunnels (i.e. your money).

It just sucks that it takes the death of a poor woman before something is finally done about all the corruption and incompetence surrounding the Big Dig.

I hate soccer, and I couldn’t care less about the World Cup but, since my grandparents were from there originally, and you gotta root for someone, I’ll say, “Go Italy!” Kick some Frenchie ass!