I truly believe that I have a curse placed upon me. First, it was the eye infection in Goa. Then, I get the stomach problems in Bangalore, it abates for two days, and then comes BACK in full force this week. And THEN, just as it’s about to end, yesterday I find out I have a throat infection.
Today? I’m eating and a shard of chicken bone shoots into my tooth splitting it into two pieces, that are still lodged into my gum, along with the chicken bone. I have to see a dentist tomorrow.
It’s the photo shop lady, I swear to God. She put some voodoo curse on me.