More apocalypse, less angst
i now have extra room in the back of my mouth – sans wisdom teeth. david drove me home from the surgeon’s and all in all i’m feeling okay (though i can only eat soft things for the next week, and i’m sure without the T3s i would be gibbering at the moment). i have posession of two of the teeth that came out (apparently the third was smashed beyond saving) – i am going to add them to my collection of other things that have come out of me in the last couple of years (including the titanium pin from my ankle and a couple of fillings that fell out) – clearly this is ample material for voodoo art of some kind.
anyhow – i am at home for the next week, working and recuperating, so if you were looking to catch up with me, this would be a fine opportunity to do it.