Thursday, June 24, 2010

Cheese Grater To The Lip

At 7:32am I realized I had missed my alarm. I waddled to the bathroom, attempted to survey the damage I had done to my hair during the night through eyes sealed shut with mourning goop, and started my morning routine. At 8:00am I was sitting in front of a computer screen with an exel document pulled up on the screen, and that's when it all began.

I have a hadbit of biting my lip when I'm bored or while I'm thinking. Working in an exel document is a combination of both boredom and occasional brain power, so I started chomping. At the beginning of the day my lip was fairly plump and moderately smooth, but by the time I left work with Mom for lunch, my lip felt like a deflatted swiss cheese balloon. Unfortunately for my lip, the work day had only just begun. After a bowl of granola, banana slices, peanut butter, and honey, the chomping resumed. I nibbled, bit, and tore until my jaw hurt, but I couldn't stop.

What boggles my mind is why. Why can't I stop bitting my lip? It hurts! I've destroyed my lip to the point where it bled, but it didn't stop me. Sometimes I get headaches from biting my lip, but I keep doing it. Shouldn't my brain know that biting my lip is painful and tell my teeth to stop chomping? When you touch a hot stove, your hand automatically pulls away to protect itself from the heat, so why won't my brain do the same for my poor lips?

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