Basingstoke
May. 11th, 2005 06:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jarsyMy sister appears to have turned into the Undead.
She's just arrived home from the dentist, where she had three wisdom teeth removed and her jaw shaved. As the rest of my family are all squeamish wimps, it's up to me to wipe the dribbling blood from her chin, because, as she gigglingly puts it, "I can't feel my face." She is so very, very stoned. I should appreciate it now, because as soon as the drugs wear off I'll be directly in the line of fire. It can't be worse than having to change the gauze in her gaping wounds, can it?
They've cancelled Carnivale now? Fucking fuckers of hell. Argh.
She's just arrived home from the dentist, where she had three wisdom teeth removed and her jaw shaved. As the rest of my family are all squeamish wimps, it's up to me to wipe the dribbling blood from her chin, because, as she gigglingly puts it, "I can't feel my face." She is so very, very stoned. I should appreciate it now, because as soon as the drugs wear off I'll be directly in the line of fire. It can't be worse than having to change the gauze in her gaping wounds, can it?
They've cancelled Carnivale now? Fucking fuckers of hell. Argh.
