On the inside looking out, dying alone, and bracing myself

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I'm back at the job i hate, only to find that it's not so much the job as it is the people. and the place. i made a comment the other day to some of my non-married co-workers about how it is a relief to not have to worry about dying alone (they asked, OK), you know, now that i'm married. the more i think about it, though, i feel like it was a di*k move on my part. suddenly everyone else realized they had short precious time to find someone before it was too late{my interpretation, from the awkward silence that followed}and it was kind of a downer. oops. MY BAD. i get braces this week. wedenesday is the big B day. (the b is for braces) i am not excited about the braces part, but i am mega excited about the being able to smile like a normal person part. but will i smile? i guess only time will tell... whatever. it's only like 18 months of pain, inconvenience, and an enhanced state of self consciousness. i can swing it.