Evasive thoughts

I have been thinking about all this stuff and... oh, I forget what I was going to say. My thought escaped from my brain into my sinus and then crawled through a little hole into my tooth, where itis practicing stand-up bass for a future life as a bluegrass musician. It is an evasive little booger of a thought. I'm sure it was a thought quite affectionate, regardless of its fondness for zipping and thumping about... or perhaps BECAUSE of it.

I have a tooth which has long, long roots -- they grow into my sinus. Alas, the tooth abscessed. It was more painful than I was capable of believing even while I was experiencing it, and then still more when I inhaled (which is hard to avoid). I had a very fine procedure done yesterday afternoon and I am quite a bit betternow, although still somewhat sick. There is no medication involved -- only a profound lack of sleep. I just can't quite get it together to stand up and go to bed.

I made a myspace profile on which to test my page layouts, and then I invited my imaginary person to be my friend, which makes me laugh (becausethen I logged in as her and said, why yes, I'd love to).