Ma bouche est trés sensible !

Sarah just bought an airline ticket to return to Beijing for the summer. I know this because on the way to this computer room, she ran past me in the hall and yelled, "Rebecca! I buy a ticket!"

So today I went to the dentist to get my cavity filled. My stomach dropped out the minute he said the word "injection," so he offered to do it without the injection, since my cavity is small enough. But in retrospect, the injection might have actually been better. There are two phrases that no dentist should ever utter, especially not to me. 1) "Try to relax." Relax? Why don't you just ask me to shit butterflies while you're at it? 2) "It's almost over." My dentist said this at least three times today, and it was true the last time, but by then I'd stopped believing him.

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