Instead, I would like to throw down that you can't fling midgets in a watermelon rind.
In a totally unrelated topic, Tylenol 3 is my friend.
This morning I woke to the horrible taste of blood some wow-inducing pain. The whole tooth thing-- well, the primary swelling has gone down, but what's left is what I can only describe as bone pain: the hey-there-used-to-be-a-tooth-here-but-no
I thought about calling in to work, but that would involve getting out of bed which just wasn't happening. Since I had had the presence of mind the night before to place the ibuprofen by the bed, I swallowed a handful and hit the snooze alarm a couple of times, enough for it to kick in. There was a nose-blowing incident which I will not describe in detail other than wondering how a mouse got into my sinuses to begin with, followed by a bout of dizziness, blinding pain, and sit down now fun and frolic.
So I am currently frosted to the gills with ibuprofen, Tylenol with codiene, and benadryl. Regular walking pharmacy.
To top that off, I'm at work. My l33t typing skills are a tad bit off, so things are moving a bit more slowly than one would like. And as much as I'd really like to leave, there's no way in hell I'm gonna be driving for at least a couple of hours.
If I can find a place, I may nap. Even if I can't find a place, I may nap.