Wisdom...less

Hey buddies! I'm here, scared shitless at the moment. I'm off for surgery in one hour, so this is going to be brief. I'm dead scared!!! The doctor gave me 2 diazepans to calm me down and it's doing shit for me (except for making me sware like sailor). A friend of mine is going to assist the operation.

I have to have surgery because the stupid wisdom teeth never did come out, so they have to operate. They are taking all four out at the same time.

The last time I went into surgery, when I came out of the anestesia.... I punched a nun, and some orderlies....um, janked the IV and started to get up to leave because I wanted to see my mom and the stupid people in the recovery room didn't go and get her. I was cold. I was in pain. I was fucking annoyed and wanted to go home.

Here's to hoping it doesn't happen again, because I would be punching my friend and a tiny doctor.

So, to my Trory friends... I'll be seeing you around in a while.

I have 13 books to keep me company........ major issues and a major sale!