  Literally. I don't know if it's from my poor tooth or from the frightening antibiotic I'm taking. The side effects for this damn thing are horrendous. In fact, one of the websites says that because of its side effects, it's only used to treat serious infections. Dreamy. My two favorite side effects: diarrhea (sometimes fatal) and an unpleasant or metallic taste in the mouth. Another good one is jaundice. Pretty! (I don't have that. ) I'm feeling lucky that I've got the metallic nastiness rather than the other. In other news, it is raining! This is the most bizarre and wonderful summer ever! The rain has left the air so much cleaner - it's pretty out now.
:) (Of course, all that funk that was in the air is now in the ground & water, but let's concentrate on the positive, ok? ) I watched an episode of Family Guy last night. I must say that I don't really see the greatness. Sure, I laughed a couple of times, but seriously. I was offended or grossed out more times than I laughed. Maybe this is another example of me just not getting the creepy factor. Or whatever. Or maybe I just don't think that fat jokes are funny. Particularly when they're told four times in a row. A lot of people talk about pushing the envelope or getting people out of their comfort zone. Or some other trendy cliche regarding making people think in new and different ways. I don't see why anyone needs to be pushed out of their comfort zone in such a manner. A crucifix in a vat of urine doesn't make me think anything other than ew, sick freak . What's so bad about a comfort zone anyway? 
