I did get my tooth pulled. Yesterday. I didn't count on being out of the count for so long, but I'm beginning to heal and it looks like it was worth it. On the upside, I went to a place called "Dentist Depot" with a train in front of it; and it was themed, as you can imagine. There was even a miniature train running along the ceiling through holes cut into all of the walls. [Pretty much my dream come true as a little kid. It also gave me something non-threatening to look at.] The people there were also very pleasant, and pronounced my home state "Massatusetts." I'm pretty sure there's a 'ch' in there.. but they were so kindly [and had the power to do scary things to my mouth] so I didn't correct them. Aside from the train paraphernalia, they lowered the price of my visit by nearly $100 because a.) I'm a poor college student, b.) I don't have dental insurance and c.) I amused them all by my detailed stories of the mystical land of Massatusetts. I knew my baked-beans-and-tea-party heritage would come in handy..