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Jul. 1st, 2004 03:26 pmTeeth teeth teeth TEETH!
I HAVE TEETH! And I can pronounce the damned word, too! No more lisping for me!
*cackles maniacally*
Woke up at the delicious stime of 10.30, lounged around the house, and then realised did not, in fact, have any clothes that weren't doing the spinny thing around the washing machine. Frantic searching resulted in a t-shirt that got hatily ironed and a skirt. Ugh.
So, I left the house, skipped merrily to the dentist, and then endured blinding pain. Evil woman. What part of "Please stop hitting my gum?" did she not understand? No anaestetic, either. I'm sure that's partly illegal.
But now I have a tooth. And it's the right colour, it's the right shape, and I can close my mouth. I'm quite happy now, as you might be able to guess.
I'm also starving to death, though. Not apple related - more a case of "Well, I've bought a sandwich, but when on earth am I going to be able to eat it?" Tooth seems solid now - on the bus on the way home, perhaps?
I would have eaten it at college, but I rolled in five minutes before lesson am currently attending. The bus was somewhat late. The bus station itself was congested with coaches, and my bus tried to pull around it. For some unknown reason, an old man was walking down the centre of the busway, and managed to get hit by aforementioned bus. It was quite scary, actually, but I think he was okay.
And now I am going to go and pretend I know something about the Duchess of Portsmouth.
~Hathy_Col~
I HAVE TEETH! And I can pronounce the damned word, too! No more lisping for me!
*cackles maniacally*
Woke up at the delicious stime of 10.30, lounged around the house, and then realised did not, in fact, have any clothes that weren't doing the spinny thing around the washing machine. Frantic searching resulted in a t-shirt that got hatily ironed and a skirt. Ugh.
So, I left the house, skipped merrily to the dentist, and then endured blinding pain. Evil woman. What part of "Please stop hitting my gum?" did she not understand? No anaestetic, either. I'm sure that's partly illegal.
But now I have a tooth. And it's the right colour, it's the right shape, and I can close my mouth. I'm quite happy now, as you might be able to guess.
I'm also starving to death, though. Not apple related - more a case of "Well, I've bought a sandwich, but when on earth am I going to be able to eat it?" Tooth seems solid now - on the bus on the way home, perhaps?
I would have eaten it at college, but I rolled in five minutes before lesson am currently attending. The bus was somewhat late. The bus station itself was congested with coaches, and my bus tried to pull around it. For some unknown reason, an old man was walking down the centre of the busway, and managed to get hit by aforementioned bus. It was quite scary, actually, but I think he was okay.
And now I am going to go and pretend I know something about the Duchess of Portsmouth.
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2004-07-01 08:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-01 12:37 pm (UTC)