- Computer decided it was done (at work and home)
- Car battery decided it was done (at 12 below zero)
- Molar decided it was done (actually it would not stop hurting)
But it could be so much worse, couldn't it. I have Babushka, who never ceases to amaze me with her compassion, understanding, internal strength, uncommon love for others and seeming unquenchable desire to play/fiddle with/stroke/suck my cock!
Other than the pain in my tooth, I would not trade this week for anything. I made it through the week strong, sober and still have Babushka in my heart.
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