*ups medication*

Looks like I ripped one of the stitches in my mouth. No wonder it feels like I'm chewing on my cheek. Gah, I'm greatly disliking this.

In other news, I suppose I should write about my shopping trip yesterday. My older brother bought me a belated birthday gift, which is an awesome black and white Puma jacket that looks and feels great. (All for $100. Tee hee.) It's also a very pettable coat. *pets coat for emphasis*

And I'm just realizing that I now have a great black and white jacket that I will spaz over if it gets dirty or manhandled. I feel like preening.

But, for now, I'll eat iced melon. It makes my mouth feel almost normal.