Eye teeth would be given to write as wittily as Thomas Disch did.
Um…what, exactly, is an eye tooth?
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It’s a weird year for my respiratory track. Yesterday, I kind of started… oozing in the afternoon. I knew the pollen count was high, and while not allergic to pollen, you know, it didn’t seem unreasonable that I was being affected. However, given that the oozing was eye oozing, The Man (TM) insisted on urgent care.
Where they discovered I had the beginnings of conjunctivitis. You betcha, another itis. I have drops, and I spent last night listening to Chinese while Bryon watched Red Cliff part 1, and I rested my eyes.
Things are much better today.
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Now, I need to get cracking on that story, which I am working on for the first time this week.
Catherine
