My mom's worried that I'll get something analogous to lockjaw, so she looked it up and told me not to do the following things:
2). Sing really loudly.
3). Eat tough things like steak.
Which, you know, sums up my existence.
Two times a day is a bit much, but I did try it the other night. For a hot pad, I ran a towel under boiling water. Unfortunately, the ice pack I have barely felt frigid so...I used a slab of frozen meat. Consequently, while I was watching a Buster Keaton movie on Netflix (that man was a genius), I kept switching back and forth between a hot towel and some frozen pork.
Which I can't eat right now because it would require me to chew forcefully. (the pork, not the towel).
Plus I need it to act as my ice pack.
I hope it gets better soon though because I miss munching on chips with no thought of consequence (oh those happy days).
This month, my hours at the UX job have been cut in half for an indefinite amount of time...so I picked up a third job again...but I'll leave that for another post. Tomorrow, I work all three jobs. And conquer the world if I feel so motivated.