Tooth number 3 is in, or at least broken though. The arrival of tooth #4 is imminent.
I have 8 more rows of a dress to do and it will be finished, (any bets on how long this will take?) I'm tired. That is all.
Oh, and I'm tired on MJ, he's dead, he was odd, he was a good singer, and he was fiction. The singer was not the man, the pictures were not the man, Neverland was not the man. He's gone, everyone but his family should be over it by now.