The verbal constipation continues. It doesn't help that I had another wisdom tooth extricated two nights ago. Not that it was a painful thing. I was able to enjoy nasi lemak the next morning for breakfast barely 10 hours after having it uprooted. I am now left with two more of those. I guess that officially makes me half-witted then. Since the dentist managed to pull out the tooth in whole this time around, I thought I'd bring it back home with me and sleep on it, hoping that I would be able to meet the tooth fairy who might turn out to be one hot chick. I don't recall meeting anyone who calls herself The Tooth Fairy that night but I did have a wet dream.

If one day you find me wearing dentures, you can pretty much figure out what I've been up to.