the day i ruined christmas break.

there's whimpy little me, just laying (or it it "lying"?) in bed, holding an ice pack to my face, enjoying my vicodin. ya know, cus this morning my mouth was sliced into and robbed of all it's wisdom (stupid teeth). 

not going to lie, the gas they made me breathe was incredible and i was feeling pretty okay with everything, willing to have that doctor cut off my head if he wanted. i was wacky. and coming out of the sleep? i'm pretty sure i told mom that i'm going to start doing drugs because i was enjoying the morning so much. it was that good.

ummm... i'm thinking there might be a christmas post later. but right now i'm going to move from bed to couch and turn on the five hour version of pride and prejudice starring collin firth (if you're man and you haven't seen it, you are no man). 

later guys.