cleverly disguised as a responsible adult

I was having very happy thoughts when I went to bed last night. And then I dreamt of dinosaurs trying to eat me. They were hunting me and a small group of people, and we had this security system made of a lot of doors which might or might not lock and therefore keep the raptors out. And it involved flooding areas in the vain hope they'd drown. The whole dream involved a lot of running. WTf, subconsciousness?

I realised I cannot chew properly today. I'm expected to show up for lunch at the new grandparent's place and my mother cooked. *sighs* I hope I can go home after tea. They are sweet folks, but my teeth hurt.

Climbed out of bed late, so my hair is a mess. The front looks fine, but it's sticking up at the back. Most glorious bedhead ever.