Oh, Susquehanna!

I woke up to find that the screw-on ball of my septum ring had fallen off. Curious, I said to myself, how could that have possibly have happened? So I began my search for the little silver ball. I looked under my pillow, no luck. I shook out my sheets, no luck. I checked under my bed, especially where my wall and bed meet. Still. No. Luck. I let out a deep sigh through my nose and the ball fell out.

I’m scared to go to sleep.

I’m going to tighten that fucker with a pair of pliers.