I hate wisdom teeth. What a pain in the mouth. At least I only have 2. Maybe I'm evolved? At any rate thats two more surgeries...2 more sets of pills.
I took the last of the vicodin yesterday the fucking things hurt so much. Now i'm sorry though, because they hurt 2x as much and now I'm narcotic-less. Instead I settle for a rum soaked piece of tissue and regular hits from the bong. It's not exactly working but I can't exactly complain.
Other than that I'm all alone for the night. Bear is out watching baseball with other testosterone vessels. I should use the quiet time to do school work...instead i'll pour over diaryland and continue with those bong hits.
Happy Saturday :)
