Daily Dose of Doom

I'm so set to kick the tooth-fairies but its unbelivable. Everytime I get a cold it feels like i've been smacked around by a heavyweight boxer carrying a grudge, my teeth seem to take on a life of their own. A quite buissy life with a lot of hardcore partying and thumping around.. Its horrible. So I've been downing painkillers and anti inflamatories like there's no tomorrow, and half the time wishing there wouldnt be one. Anyway, this will be a very short bloggy today, since I have to fight the urge to headbutt myself into oblivion against the computer screen (the light hurts the eyes.. urgh.. -hiss-) and I still have some work to finish. If you see that pesky woman with the coin purse and the kiddy teeth, give her a good kick from me. I'd much rather have had the money than the teeth..