I’m waiting around for a guy to come look at my car. He hasn’t even seen it yet, but over the last 18 hours he’s called me six times, and he’s already haggling the price. I considered calling some neighbors over here when he arrives for added security, in case he just got out of an institution or something. He just called to tell me he’s caught in traffic and he’ll be another 30 minutes or so. I’d love to go out and pick up the new Harry Potter book, but until this dude makes an appearance, I’m just sitting around.
All the numbness has left my mouth, and I can move the right side of my face. Drool is much easier to keep in my mouth now. Unfortunately, I’ve got a headache and some soreness. Still, could be worse. Just one more drilling session and I’ll be ready to eat jawbreakers and Sugar Daddies again.
