cyst surgery: successful.
I keep hitting my forehead and then going, "Ow." I'm kind of retarded. I have a little frankenstein scar with 3 neat little stitches. The actual surgery took 20 minutes; the kicking-around-waiting-and-changing-into-hospital-clothes-and-kicking-around-and-waiting took an hour. It's sad. Then I kicked it in the 'post-recovery room,' where I sat in my attractive hospital wear and sipped Coke from a really awesome clear plastic cup. They gave me 3 more plastic cups when I told them how delighted I was by the sheer awesomeosity of that plastic cup. It's so sturdy and clear and plastic! I loved it. Now I have FOUR.
At Wendy's, Mom thought our befuddled server-boy was super-cute and said that I should therefore work there. He looked like some guy you might see on JAG, which is probably why she likes him. Mom's really not into the PRETTY guys of the world. She likes manly men or boring boyish boys. Weirdo.
Tonight, in about 30 minutes, Camp Freddy will be on TV. Whee, Donovan Leitchy goodness!
I slept for 8 hours this afternoon and I am still tired as all ass. Mothafuckah. Everyone's parents are insane.
J?
At Wendy's, Mom thought our befuddled server-boy was super-cute and said that I should therefore work there. He looked like some guy you might see on JAG, which is probably why she likes him. Mom's really not into the PRETTY guys of the world. She likes manly men or boring boyish boys. Weirdo.
Tonight, in about 30 minutes, Camp Freddy will be on TV. Whee, Donovan Leitchy goodness!
I slept for 8 hours this afternoon and I am still tired as all ass. Mothafuckah. Everyone's parents are insane.
J?