Hair of the dog? No more like teeth of the
horse!
My tooth is back! Spent a lovely afternoon
smiling at everyone. My dentist is tops, he
rushed it through for me and now I feel like
my old self again. Even smiled at Justine at
work, but she just said:
"You know you look better when you don't
smile-less crows feet."
The skank! Oh well. I think I might phone
Alan later, see if he wants to have that drink
or what. No more dirty dreams about BigCook
Littlecook. But I realise that I am really hitting
rock bottom if I have to rely on someone like
Alan for a date. Smiled at all the men at work,
think I scared them.
Bigsmiler Becka