TTLT: went into town and-
No, wait, that should be in TTHT.
Anyway, went into town and got my tooth fixed. The one I managed to shatter a week after a very overdue check-up. Says a lot that the worst thing about going to the dentist and having your tooth drilled out with no anaesthetic (because I am that hard... actually, no, I'm just impatient and "that person" that anaesthetic don't really work on) is actually driving there. Bloody Oxford. And I had to pay a fiver for the car park and still had to walk far enough that I got a blister on my foot. Because Oxford. Bloody Oxford.
I was wearing a Larian tee because it makes- er, something to do with being flattering, anyway. Fortunately nobody stopped me, which happened previously when wearing some Mass Effect attire and somebody was kinda cool to me and I was all "er.. yeah! Things. etc. ah, this is awkward" by which time he'd continued doing whatever it was he was in town for. So if anybody saw a very grumpy ginger-haired barrel-shaped thing with far too much eye make-up and big hoopy earrings and Electric Six blaring out of her headphones etc.
Mostly I'm writing nonsense because I'm still on a bit of an adrenaline high after all the "argh" and not crashing on the way back home.