Home "early", 2 am. Whiskey night and I feel good. I miss people, but I made these choices. Laundry tomorrow; dear god, I'm so due.

Now my jawline is not just swollen, but it's turning colors. someone please just kill me.

Vicoding! Narcotic Level Up!

New records!

Up til now, I've never had stitches. Nor have I been on prescription pain meds. Finally, and this is the capper, I have now survived general anesthesia .

I only regret not asking to keep the wisdom teeth. Stupid medical waste laws.

So I've been using my ipod a lot at work, simply because it was there and we didn't have much of anything else for store noise. We intend to get a TV/DVD player as soon as we can afford it so that the Star Wars eternal marathon can continue, but until then it's a lot (a LOT) of Iron Maiden and Final Fantasy remixes. No, not together. though.... ( Read more... )

translated: I'm really looking forward to the day off on Wednesday.

I'm covered in paint (again) and I think the sun is coming up. please kill me so I can have a day off.

I'm so tired of him saying "my friends." It emphasizes that he's not talking to me.

We were walking the dog to dinner tonight, and I managed to appall Keri with the buttfer.

See this while you can.

http://www.drhorrible.com/index.html