Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Mah Twounge Hwurths.

Seriously, it does.

I was in a hurry this morning, and as such did not give my tea sufficient time to cool down before I took my first sip of the day. (For those of you guffawing about me drinking tea, you can just fuck off.)

The initial scalding feeling wasn't that bad. What's annoying me is that irritating feeling right on the tip of my tongue. It's affected the taste and texture of everything I've eaten today. It's hard enough to enjoy as salad as it is without your taste buds refusing to acknowledge anything other than their own discomfort. I might as well be eating pudding for all my tongue can tell. (Mmmm....pudding.)

I'll persevere, though. I'll tough it out.

Maybe I'll go over to my sister's for dinner. Not being able to taste anything might work out to my benefit after all. (Ohh - ice burn!)


1 comment:

  1. 1) Lemme tell you a story of a big plate of steaming Fettuccine bolognese . Can't spit out food (gluh!) at a restaurant, burned the whole mouth and some of the throat.

    2) I usually clip the swollen taste buds. Hurts in differing amounts, but it's faster to regrow a bud than to heal it. Bleeds like a mofo.