Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Not the same with my own

So I'm sitting in the garage chasing wires on the GS when I notice the blood taste. I have just returned from the dentist so I know where it came from. It's pretty strong. I get up to go spit, launch the glob of spittle and it's clear. I just have the taste of blood in my mouth. It's like getting your redwings without the satisfaction of having pubes caught in the back of your throat.
No closer on the GS. I know it's something simple though, because it always is.
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