The novocaine wore off.

[elfs]

Owwww!

Thank you for your understanding.

Eating lunch was absolute hell. I managed to finagle eight stronger-than-ibuprofens out of my dentist. They're called vicodan and I picked up from the pharmacist down the street. Whatever they are, they work and they haven't made me loopy yet. My tongue is still numb-- oddly, it's the only thing that is-- and my jaw is pulsating with a disturbing rhythm.

My boss told me to go home as it was obvious that I wasn't going to get much done. But after taking all the pills, y'know, I feel better. If this paragraph is coherent, I might be functional enough to get some work done.

Comments

[omahas.livejournal.com]

Elf, when your boss tells you to go home...

YOU GO HOME!!!!

But of course, you won't. Witness the following conversation:

Elf: I'll be heading out to get my tooth out. I told my boss not to expect me in today.

Omaha: Oh, so you'll be going into work, then.

Elf: I don't know, it depends on how I feel after the tooth is pulled.

Omaha: Oh, so you'll be going into work, then.

Elf: If the drugs wear off, then I might head home.

Omaha: Oh, so you'll be going into work, then.

Elf: I'm not that bad!

Omaha: Elf, if you hallucinated God, Jesus, and Mohammad all having a conversation and asking you to join them, you'd still go to work!

[amber-starcat.livejournal.com]

::snort::