Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)

Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)
Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Owwwww

I am always burning the roof of my mouth. It's usually when I am taste-testing while I cook. Last night it was a cube of molten potato that I downed in one gulp while I was making a stew for dinner. Now the roof of my mouth is raw, pink carnage. I stupidly had corn flakes this morning which felt like chewing on broken glass. Then I washed it all down with a cup of hot coffee, holding back the tears. I wish you could put a band-aid in your mouth. Ewww band-aid in your mouth!

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