Haven'tposted anything recently because I haven't thought of anything of much significance. Early next week, I'll probably give an update on my work situation since that's generally the first thing people ask me about.

In the meantime, let me report that I have a fang. Just one. It's the third tooth from the middle, on the left side of my upper jaw. One would think there'd be a matching predatory mechanism on the right side, but I think it's been rendered blunt and ineffective from grinding my teeth at night. But let's just focus on the one that is there and is very dangerous.

This convincing evidence of food chain superiority angles down from about 2mm above (closer to the root) the surrounding teeth, and sharpens to a menacing point 2mm past its neighbouring bones. Sometimes when I'm alone, I like to look in the mirror and make a threatening face, exposing the marvel-worthy spike, accompanied by a mirror-shaking growl -- in reality, it's really my right hand holding and shaking the mirror furiously, thereby giving it the desired effect. Other times, I like to start from a calm, nonchalant face before lashing out a sudden fury of tooth and hiss. Very feline. Very intimidating. Occasionally, I stumble backwards heart-pumpingly surprised at my own terrifying display of faked aggression.

Everything you wanted to know about my fang.

Fang-kiu very much.