- Replying "kinda, sure work away!" when the dentist asked me if I still had any sensation in my jaw (turns out I needed two more doses of anaesthetic).
- Using the 20 minutes of mild euphoria experienced after leaving the dentist's to buy unfashionable and ugly runners to go jogging in.
- Deciding to walk home.
- Wearing plimsolls today when wellies would have been more appropriate.
- Making a "cheer up" cup of tea when my face is so numb that I can't blink, never mind sip like a lady.
- Spilling said tea all over my duvet (for I have retreated to bed with my book in a huff).
- Eating just half of my lunch when I should have known solids would be off the menu later.
- Agreeing to go to fucking Cavan next weekend to speak about something that I don't really understand at a conference for bored and hungover students.
Still, tomorrow my brother turns the same age as me and to celebrate we're heading to The Sugar Club for what promises to be a very good night.
