squick!

[lunesque]

OMG, people with bad teeth horrify me. It makes me want to brush my own teeth until my gums bleed. It makes me want to live at a dentist office. It has me obsessively checking my own teeth in mirrors even though I know I have good teeth. It makes me shudder and squirm, and totally not in a good way. Especially when a person's teeth are like. Jagged and tobbacco brown and gaps and it's so mean of me but I'm just. oh, don't talk to me please! Because all I can focus on is how bad your teeth are!! But apparently I've got a decent poker face and so no one knows how I just go on and on in my mind about how their existence repels me. I think the same thing about people who smell bad-- that kills me hard. ugh. I'm awful.

P.S.

Nothing starts the day off quite like my mother begging me for money. Like I give a damn about Rick being sick. I'm sure as hell not going to give them money so he can stop being miserable. If I could give bronchitis money to make him more miserable, it might be worth it.