I can't drink.

That's all.

I think that at least once a day for something like the last two weeks, I just spill all over myself. And, there's really no excuse. I mean, I haven't even been to the dentist since August -- no numb mouth.

Maybe it's good. Maybe it's an Ela Woman moment, and my water would be poisonous if I actually figured out how to ingest it, and... um... maybe the dust on my skirts is trying to kill me, so it drowns. Ok. I'm stopping now. Before I hurt myself.