I just finished splitting my tongue. I got pissed that it was taking so long and grabbed the sharpest scissors I could find and just split the rest like that.
It didn’t hurt as bad as I thought it would, and it didn’t bleed nearlyyyyy as much as I thought it would, so that’s good.
But I’m still feeling really woozy and light-headed because, well, you have to be a certain level of insane before you can calmly cut your tongue in half. And I’m just going to like, lay down and breathe for the next few hours. BUT AT LEAST ITS FINALLY FUCKING DONE
Also, I don’t remember if I mentioned this but we finally rescued my cat Cx Misa-misa is homeeee and she loves it here. Retarded little fuck-wit is adorable and puts up with a lottttt of bullshit from the smidge.
So. I don’t really have anything else to say, just trying to calm my totally fried nerves. I shall speak at ye all moreish laterish!