This is tomorrow's entry, the entry that I will be posting tomorrow, but since I am currently five entries behind, I don't think it makes very much of a difference what day's template I type this on. Besides, it's nighttime, and I have other stuff to write in today's entry. I think.

Anyway, I am really freaked right now, and really high, I guess, from the Percoset. I was just fine all Friday and Saturday, feeling perfectly normal and clear-headed and without pain, unlike the codeine, which didn't stop the pain and really looped me out. Well, for about the past hour, I've felt really odd, kind of paranoid, and like my heart is hammering, but it isn't, actually.

It started when I felt sort of a thing in my mouth, on the inside of my cheek, like a couple of pimples, so I thought I'd take a mirror and see what they looked like, and that's what really freaked me out--they are two perfectly round, perfectly spaced dark red dots, one over the other. It looks exactly like a colon. Or a braille letter "B". And what freaked me, I think, is that it looks almost completely unnatural, Like it belongs on a piece of paper, not like it belongs in my mouth.

It looks like this :

I do not want punctuation in my mouth. It is bad and it is wrong.

At least the French is finally over. I'll take needing a root canal or dealing with 150 people who need to fit into a 99 seat theatre, not both at once. O, and I got my period, too, speaking of punctuation. That was just about the cherry on the Charlotte Russe.

And today begins Birthday Week! Countdown to the Big Three-Seven! I'm kind of hoping to be both out of pain and not seeing dots in my mouth or anything by Thursday. Not to mention the fact that I'd really rather not feel like I'm Crispin Glover in The River's Edge. It's a novel way to spend the evening, but I'd rather not make a habit of it.

This is a hell of a way to begin Birthday Week, that's for damn sure...

Today's horoscope:
Your originality quotient is higher than usual today, and you need to be unique. March to your own inner drummer.

One year ago today:
I'm very hard-line about Krispy Kremes.

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