I've had this rockin' song stuck in my head all day. Because it's Day 4 of Recovery: Wisdom Teeth, and this is the time frame that dry sockets, if they are gonna happen, are gonna happen. But, I am keeping it real and keeping it positive. Now I feel like a rapper: I'd like to thank God and Jesus and ...
I LOVE ENTOURAGE! Almost done with Season 2, baby, and Bridge just brought home season 3. My bud J. wants to be Ari Gold for one day. I think I'd like to be Johnny Drama for one day. Just walk around like a complete, strutting, arrogant, ignorant, puffed up jerk. I went to high school with about 17 Johnny Dramas. Good God.
It's been kinda nice hunkered down. I read a little, watch TV, eff around in the internet, zone out. J and E came over for a visit yesterday, and K stopped over with pesto and garden veggies and a new book for me. Totes awesome.
I am kinda weaning myself off the Darvocet. Oh, it's good. But I feel all hazy and heady on it--my pulse races a bit. So, I am doing the every 6 hours cycle. I last took some at noon and I feel pretty good right now. Clear headed. Nice.
How 'bout that weather today?
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