Take Me For A Walk

So yeah, I still can't figure out what I had for dinner the other night. I know, I know. This isn't funny, and I really need to get over it, so I'm going to. I'm just going to agree with myself that I didn't actually have anything. This may actually be true as I can't remember anything, and I can't be absolultely sure that I had something in the bag. I know that I did have a pretty nasty headache in the morning, indicative of not having had a proper meal before drinking. I didn't wash up any extra plates, only the one I had my toast on in the morning. This is my story now and I'm sticking to it. I feel so glad to have finally moved on from this.

Not too much else going on. I watched a cool show on tv last night, it was called Push, Nevada. I quite liked it. It involved an IRS inspector who got caught up in a little town called Push. There were lots of things going on in Push. The government was involved. The tattooist mixed peyote in with the ink in his gun. The main character, the tax inspector, received a huge gothic script tatt across his shoulder blades. It said, "Death & Taxes." It was a pretty rad show.

Today at work a little girl in grade one lost her tooth. It wasn't the first tooth that she has lost, it was the second. She did have to help this one out though, and there was a fair bit of blood. It was the front top tooth, it left a pretty big hole. She kept showing it to me and I was continually grossed out by it.

That's about it.