Yoyakusuru

I had my braces tightened again today. On my way back to boulder I hit traffic on the I25, AND highway 36... took me about 4 hours when it normally takes me about an hour and a half. Traffic sucks, especially when every single radio station is playing that Taylor Swift song where she is like "I like you more than your girlfriend likes you, but im ugly and boring" on repeat.

In excellent news though, my orthodontist told me I should have my braces off "Soon". His exact word. "Soon". I'm excited, but don't want to get my hopes up. "Soon" can mean anything, after all. The Christians in 1 AD knew that Jesus would return "soon", And I know that a guy who drinks a quart of ipecac will vomit "soon". Whether its 6 weeks or 6 months, I can't wait to finally get these things off. I can see it now... flossing in under 30 minutes... eating corn straight off the cob... kissing a girl without the nagging fear that something gets snagged and rips... ah. It will be heaven.

I've managed to own a car for nearly four years without knowing the first thing about how it works, or how to maintain it. When minor problems arise, I ignore them until the car completely breaks down and becomes unusable, forcing me to actually learn something about vehicle maintenance. Its the same stratagem I employ in my personal life; assume everything will be perfect, ignoring all minor and major problems until they culminate with a massive explosion and shattered self-esteem. Cars, fortunately, don't make you feel nearly as worthless and lonely when they break.

Ever been friend dumped? its like getting regular dumped, except more insulting and less emotionally traumatic. Normally when you get dumped, the girl/guy conveys a message something like "You're a great person, but I just don't see this working out." The message in a friend breakup however, is more of a "I don't want to look at you, hear you, or think about you ever again. Go away."

I'm going to the Colorado beer festival on Saturday! woot woot!