It's 3:11am.
My teeth hurt like bastards so I can't sleep. I need to sleep because I have to go to work in the morning. But these teeth!
How could anyone sleep with the feeling of having half your face chewed off by a bulldog?
I've smoked some pot and now have some mixture of Sprite and Rum preceeded by a Rum and Mint Tea.
I don't smoke pot or drink so I got a strange urge for blogger.
An urge that passed as soon as I began typing.
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