I haven't been able to properly close my jaw since Wednesday. My teeth will not come all the way together. For the first couple days, it was really sore. Now it's only a little sore, but it still hurts to chew, and I feel like I'm just gnawing on my food.
I just got off of work. I have to teach Sunday School in an hour. I'm writing this entry mostly to just stay awake until that time.
We're letting the kids have a black light party today as a celebration of their hard work on the Christmas program. They're all going to wear white shirts and color on each other with highlighters and fluorescent paints.
Anna and I both got sick right around the winter solstice, and we are both just getting over it.
My lips are chapped. My lips never get chapped.
Buying a house is stressful. I could never have imagined having to come up with so many random "letters of explanation" for various and sundry topics such as where I got $100 three months ago and if I scratch my butt with my left or right hand.
Anna's picked out all the paint colors for the house. I'm painting "my" room purple. I wanted to do one wall black, one purple, one blue, and one orange, but I was overruled.
Well, I should go put clothes on. Something tells me people would frown upon me coming to church naked. It would cause quite the sensation.
Jamming
Artist: Celldweller
Album: Celldweller
Genre: Industrial Metal
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