Wednesday, January 14, 2009
today...
there was this gross guy beside me on the mrt digging his FACE.
yes, every single nook and cranny, nostril and pimple crater, every bit of eyeshit and earwax and noseshit and pimple pus...
plus he was coughing.
and i had to endure it for 10 minutes until he alighted at somerset.
YUCKS!
and toothpaste is evil.
somehow the chalkier types leave a horrible residue at the back of my tongue.
and i am left with torrid breath, much harder to endure than when i do not brush my teeth (horrors!).
because it feels so industrial.
whee o wheet. i have stale chalk industrial substance breath.
ugh.
don't say it's because i don't clean my tongue. because i do.
i scrub my tongue every day.
and don't you think it's funny that when i didn't brush my teeth (shock!) it was fine? i mean, morning mouth and all, but halitosis from toothpaste is just damn fucking weird!
and now i am going to sleep.
...and
dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:48:00 AM