elfs | The novocaine wore off.

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.

Current Mood: uncomfortable
Current Music: Nana Katase, For You