Checking In

I survived my wisdom tooth extraction, so everyone can breathe easy. But good gravy, you really cannot be prepared for how unpleasant that experience is. It's been a week and I'm still terrified of solid foods and straws. Dry sockets! Dry sockets are worse than murder! Worse than MURDER!!!

What are you doing this long weekend? Are you apple picking upstate? Oh no - that's me. Want me to get you a pumpkin? Or one of those asshole gourds that people give as terrible presents for some reason? God, those things are just awful. Look at 'em:
Seriously, gourds. Thanks for showing up.