No good to brush it off.

October 25, 2002 at 11:12 am, Comments Off


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Last night, I ate a bunch of pizza and drank a load of way-too-sugary ice tea, and afterwards collapsed on my bed. I was telling myself to brush my teeth since my mouth felt so gross, but I was so tired I just zonked out.

I had a dream where my mouth was covered in pulsating black and yellow masses that couldn’t be chipped off with a chisel.

My mom was wondering why I brushed my teeth twice this morning.



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