I hate my orthodontist.

I had an orthodontist appointment today. Jolly good fun. Not.

First of all, thanks to a former mayor, two-way streets became one-way, and vice versa. And one woman was blocking a lane by sitting there, in her car, with her right-turn signal on, even though there was a line of parked cars at her right. Dad swerved around her, and she gave us the finger. Nice lady.

At the ortho office, I saw a pretty hot-looking guy, pardon my language. Normally, bling turns me off pronto, but this guy looked cool. There was another guy who was nice-looking (I think his name was Kyle, actually), with long reddish-blondish hair.

So, at my appointment, I told my orthodontist that my bottom retainer was wrecked. It was cracked on one side and had a hole in the other side. So instead of having a full bottom retainer made, he gets someone to make a partial one that fits over my bottom-front teeth! He said that a full bottom retainer would just pop up in the back, but this partial one pops up, too! And I've already managed to crack it - I think I was feeling around my mouth with my tongue and it cracked and made the underside of my tongue bleed! Vicious little thing!

And Dad yelled at me to stop complaining. Uh, Dad, shut up.

I really should've been doing more schoolwork this week, but with the roof being fixed up, it was too noisy to concentrate. And now I have a headache. I might brush up on my algebra today, but I'm not promising 100% correct answers.

Ah, Bob Seager...

So I went to an orthodontist appointment today, because I still have retainers, even though I forget to wear the bottom one - I couldn't wear the top one for a little while, because of a membrane on my top gums, but now that the membrane is gone, they're making a new top retainer for me to wear when my fake tooth, or 'flipper', is out, because I take my flipper out when I sleep.

The awesome part of the visit was that, when I was called in, I heard the last bit of Total Eclipse of the Heart by Bonnie Tyler on the yesterday-and-today radio station that they had on, and right after that the station played Old Time Rock and Roll by Bob Seager. When I hear it, I picture Tom Cruise dancing around... Never saw Risky Business, but I saw the scene on Oprah.

And then, on our way home, my dad and I heard Bloody Well Right by Supertramp :)