thehefner | "What do you want to drink, John?" "MEEEEEEEEAAAAT!!!"

So I just got back from getting a cyst removed from my lip. This damn thing's been growing for five months now, it's finally time I got rid of it. Don't you just love it when the doctors get all excited during surgery? "Oh, wow, look at all! Oh man, that's a deep one! Look how much there was! Get more gauze!"

I have eight stitches in my lip and the anesthetic is juuuuuust wearing off. Don't worry, I have precious, precious codine on the way. Of course, I probably really shouldn't go to rehearsal tonight, but Saturday's rehearsal was canceled and we only have five left. So I'm gonna take it super-duper-uber-easy. I'm still acting like my lower lip is numb because I'm so paranoid and scared of popping a stitch, so I'm walking around looking like Bub the Zombie.

I nearly got a heart attack from reading the $850 bill. Dad agreed to pay half anyway, so there's that.

So for the next four or five days, it's liquid diet time! I just had soup, Mom's gonna whip up smoothies, and I'm gonna try to not go berserk and try to puree a cheesesteak. Because man cannot live by smoothie alone.