Chunks of my gum are falling off as my wisdom tooth surfaces. It feels like a jagged hole in the back of my mouth with flaps of gum pieces. I feel gross for typing this, but maybe I'm still at that stage where I am still fascinated with my body.
Today I worked for 2 hours. Woohoo.. thanks for coming out. So I stopped by Sharl's house to get some hugs. He was watching Band of Brothers for the millionth time.
Last night Becky and I took a trip down memory lane... we played with makeup like preteens. I made her look sophisticated. Becky made me look like Mimi from The Drew Carey Show. It was quite frighful. At least it was Halloween, so she had an excuse.
This guy at work is mad at me because I didn't go out for coffee with him last week. It pissed me off that he thinks he has the balls to claim rights over me. Please. Find a life. I am no one's woman but my own.
I have to finish this short story for Tuesday, but I feel so distracted. I'd rather poke at my broken back gums with my tongue than start writing.