Tooth It!

Well, I got that sleep I’ve been needing, which considering there was a room full of 10-year old girls next door giggling and jumping around until God only knows what time of the night, I’d say that was a pretty good feat.

I felt refreshed, awakened, and ready to take on another week. I celebrated this fact with a lovely fresh cup of home-brewed coffee, not black, not sugar-free. But my fortuitous weekend wasn’t to last.

As I was checking through my email, reading the online papers, and posting on a few forums that I frequent, I felt something grit-like between the bite of my teeth. Not thinking anything of it, I spat out the tiny offender and returned to my interest. Then another grit-like something got between my teeth, then another, and another.

I spat the last bit into my hand and looked at it. It was small and white. A bit like a tooth. I felt around with my tongue. It was a tooth; or a bit of one anyway. The edge of one of my front teeth had simply crumbled away, leaving a horribly ragged edge in my bite, and the sensitivity an exposed nerve.

How nice.

My office has reached an alarming level of chaos and so I spent much of the afternoon not just tidying it, but getting my bookshelves and boxes all sorted out.

Got through a lot of website work, and listened to Rick Lupert’s Poetry Superhighway Open Poetry Reading live from Los Angeles, thanks to the wonder of the Internet.

About Colin Galbraith

Thriller author, music fan, St Mirren fan, fluff chucker, rabbit tamer, outstanding fake faller. Loves cannoli.
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