cantankerousYes, I know, there's been yet another jaw-droppingly horrible major disaster, and I should be ashamed of grizzling about paltry grievances. Bite me.
I am still feeling rather dissed and ill-done by. I am, of course, a crabby old thing.
I am also considering chickening out of having my tooth yanked to-morrow. I may ask the dentist to refer me to the dental hospital's looong waiting list, to take that 20% chance of evading the Chopper Hopper for yet a little while. With my unique brand of luck o'the Irish, it's hopeless. I ought to just have it pulled, and be done with it. I always was a damn fool, though. We'll see...
Oh, three cheers for John Galliano. Fat people on the catwalk!
