my wisdom teeth are gone.

and with it comes a good story. (taken from a gchat conversation. kept in its original, pristine, post-operation ooginess, misspellings retained.)

me: ok

so

13:47 this dentist is kind of weird'

like, you know hes been snorting the gas when the patients go away

so i get in there

and i get stuff clipped to me to take my pulse and my blood pressure

so in come three ladies

like, the dentists girly squad or something

and

13:49 they strap a thing over my nose

and everything starts going....blurry and happy

im not kidding, i could stayed like that foirever

it was .... awesome

13:50 Jesus, friends and first love is the only thing better

...

neways

i kept on seeing needles and drills and giant pliers and thread and all i could think was

i am soooooo happy

there were bright lights

but i was listening to music

13:51 and i kept on sort-of falling asleep

and waking up because the dentist was shouting that something was going wrong

and i wasnt worried

i was so happy.

i crawled out into the car

my mouth bleeding profusely

but i was so happy

13:52 i think i scared my mom a little

i went home

crawled into bed

and woke up tweo hours later with blood all over my arm, and my head very much in pain

very much meaning here that my teeth were having babies or somnething

it hurt so bad

13:53 it still hurts

but at least im not bleeding.

13:54 the painkillers knock me out, so ive slept from 12-3, 6-9, 1-3, 5-11, and ive been up since

its weird