My mouth feels empty.
Wisdom teeth taken out this morning. Sitting here drinking a chocolate milkshake with out a straw hopped up on vicodin. It's been one crazy-ass christmas break. Mary's coming back in five days. We'll be in Hillsdale around the 12th. Peace.
Edit: EVERYONE should get a chance to read House of Leaves while unable to speak and taking vicodin.
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I had one taken out this summer. When I look in my mouth I see the other three, glaring at me through partially broken gums. I wish the dentist had to see this everytime he opened his mouth, then he would have yanked them all while he was in there.
I don't have any wisdom teeth. In a way I'm fortunate. In another way I have missed out on a rite of passage and some pretty sweet drugs.
My dentist says that mine are coming in absolutley perfectly and I never have to have them taken out. Go figure.
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