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I think the world could have waited a little longer to burst my happy bubble from Thursday. Friday was a cluster of nuisances, culminating in my forgetting to turn the stove off when I made dinner and not noticing till I went to bed 3 hours later (no wonder it was warm here). Yesterday, I was moody and in the afternoon, the roof of my mouth turned sore (something that prompted me to look at it with a mirror. The back of my teeth look scary in a noncavity way), which further improved my mood. Today, I had to take a painkiller when I woke up, my gums and upper front teeth feel sore and tender and look a bit weird, and I do not want to eat.

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Despicable. Just despicable.