B4: Battle Wounds

I am currently suffering from three injuries sustained this weekend and an ornery wisdom tooth.

Injury 1: Bruise on the top of my left foot, bright blue, the shape and size of an extra large egg.
Injury 2: Very tight and sore neck muscles.
Injury 3: Splinter in my left pinky finger.

Injuries 1 and 2 were sustained on the dance floor of S4, my favorite gay hot spot for ogling sweaty boys. Roxanne and I really tore it up, created an array of new dance moves, and the injuries were totally worth it.
Injury 3 was sustained whilst I tossed about a squeaky play-thing with my favorite canine. I swiped the wall with my hand and somehow managed to snag the teeny-tiny splinter now happily residing deep inside the flesh, far too deep to just push out. Trust me, I have tried (for several hours yesterday). I wish it would fester faster.

As for my ornery wisdom tooth, it can just kiss my ass. I thought I had the fucker all the way in, but apparently not. Now I can't decide if it is sore just because it is cutting through or if I am in the intial stages of another infection. If this is the case...I don't want to discuss this as a possibility because I cannot face the idea of that kind of pain all over again. When I was a kid, all I wanted was to grow my wisdom teeth because then I would know I was a grown up. I should have focused my grown-up dreams more on learning how to do my taxes and less on having the Devil sprout in my mouth.