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exhausted by the tortures
Wednesday, June 16 1999
I'm in a miserable mood because I have a large sore on the inside of my right cheek. It's the kind of sore that pops up overnight, grows for awhile, and then, hopefully, vanishes. Perhaps it's a canker sore, perhaps it's an infected salivary duct. It's so bad that it's causing my lymph nodes to swell. A long narrow fissure is developing near the gums. Right now it's so painful that I've been trying not to smile or talk very much. I don't feel like discussing it with Kim, because she would want me to talk a lot about it and I would rather just sit here expressionless. She wasn't making this very easy on me earlier in the evening, but then, partly in disgust, she took off to go play with her friends, leaving me alone and actually somewhat bored. Normally I'd do things, but I was in too much pain. So I found myself watching CNN. I'm amazed and exhausted by the tortures that elected representatives must endure at the hands of their antiquated parliamentary procedures.
I wanted to soak my oral malady in a hot saline solution, but wouldn't you know, there's absolutely no salt anywhere in this household. If nothing else, this demonstrates that Kim and I are not the sort of people who put salt in our food.
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