I don't know what to tell you. I've never had root beer. But I find your fascination in the subject infectious. I'll check out what the local Waitrose has in stock. If you're serious about this, you can probably order stuff online straight from the US.

In other news, I'm talking to the luscious young Evie again. I gave it a week. Just left her alone. Then a couple days ago, figuring I had nothing to lose, I poured on both the compliments and the sexual references. Told her that I'd love to run away to Paris with her and it would be amazing to take part in that bizarre rough sex and bondage stuff that she's apparently into and that she should take a picture of herself in her sexy college uniform. She ignored these particular comments but responded to the other more mundane comments that were interwoven in those. A lot of lols as well which is a good sign. Not many messages exchanged, though, so I'm only cautiously optimistic. Although, she was always crap with messaging so it's basically her normal output. Been talking a couple of days.

Dream of the Week then. I was in some weird restaurant in Asia with my mother and possibly sister(s). I didn't find the food appetising but decided to start chewing on a little snail shell or something. I didn't realise what it was until I was already crunching on it for some time and started to feel pain.

So I went to the bathroom to check a mirror and my lower left canine tooth was half-gone and the front tooth next to it was entirely gone. Also, my right top front tooth was gone. And my mouth was all bloody. It was awful. I was debating whether I should sue this restaurant, going back and forth about it. But I decided that I absolutely had to because I'm missing three teeth now. And my front teeth were huge in this dream so the gap was really exaggerated.