A fine week. In the first bit, I couldn't hear the voices I'd have liked to, and that didn't please me. Then my tooth came out, and my spit was all bloody and that took care of the fun.

Also, I fell in love with a cousin. My sub-concious, it seems, has well-done incestuous tales to tell me. One day, I'm going to pick one of them and refuse to let them go.