Well, I was exagerrating a little. You see, my closest group of friends have all gone to the beach without me, and without telling me, so I have had absolutely nothing to do since Saturday. So, it's felt like months.
Good morning good morning! I am officially trying to avoid going out side seeing as though it is going to be 102 with a heat index of 108-115! AHHHHHHHH!
It's awful here, too...the humidity is ridiculous.
So, I survived getting the wisdom teeth out. And luckily, I'm hardly swollen. But what sucks is that the Vicodin isn't making me high/tired at all, so I don't even get to have any fun. I'm just like my normal self. Blah.
Everyone said my arm would be sore afterwards--and I didn't feel sore at all. I guess I was just lucky. Everyone says just don't use that arm the day after and you should be fine.
"If it walks like a Parks, if it wobbles like a Parks, then it's definitely fat and nobody loves it." --MA
Well, this is good. I don't really mind if it's in my upper arm. I just hate it when they draw blood and stick the needle right into the underside of your elbow.(I wonder if these places have names?) That hurts.
"While some feel it is a film related question, I seem to think it may be a 'I am thinking of losing my winkie' sort of question." -cheezedoodle
So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that's on the worst day of my life.~Office Space