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Jul. 10th, 2001 11:53 pmWent to my job interview with GetThere today. In order to appear a bit more professional I took out my tongue piercing. Then I forgot about it.
Went to Kroger, got home, cooked lunch, played some computer games, did some work, etc. Roomie came home with a few CNN people. Went for a burger at the Vortex. Came back and popped in a Buffy VCD. Halfway through I remembered my tongue stud, or more specifically, my lack of one. I ran to the bathroom and tried to reinsert it. No luck. A bit of research determined that the hole had merely shrunk, not closed. Still, it was too small to put my stud back in.
For the faint of heart I shall not go into the details of how I got it back. I will say that nails, a screwdriver and eventually pure blunt force were used to win the battle.
Went to Kroger, got home, cooked lunch, played some computer games, did some work, etc. Roomie came home with a few CNN people. Went for a burger at the Vortex. Came back and popped in a Buffy VCD. Halfway through I remembered my tongue stud, or more specifically, my lack of one. I ran to the bathroom and tried to reinsert it. No luck. A bit of research determined that the hole had merely shrunk, not closed. Still, it was too small to put my stud back in.
For the faint of heart I shall not go into the details of how I got it back. I will say that nails, a screwdriver and eventually pure blunt force were used to win the battle.
