Hey everyone. My typing is probably going to be really funky, so hopefully you can read it.

Sorry about not being on lately. I spent two nights at my girlfriend/boyfriend's house not getting a chance to get on their computer, because we had my birthday shopping spree on Saturday and my Birthday dinner on Sunday.

Then, yesterday, I had oral surgery on my wisdom teeth. I went in there at 10 and thirty minutes I was out, but what they neglected to tell my mother (my mom was there to pay for me and drive me home; I'm required to have a driver after surgery) is that I wouldn't be allowed to recover from the anesthesia in the doctor's office. They wheel-chaired me down to the car and got me in, not that I remember that part. My mom said I was completely out of it, and that she was trying to get me to keep my head up in the car because I kept slouching into the dashboard. Eventually I made it home, miraculously changing out of my t-shirt and jeans and into a nightshirt. I faintly remember someone fetching pillows and blankets for me. There are a few split images from between then and two hours later or someone bringing me spaghettios and pudding (I can only eat really soft food), but I was only taking bites each time I woke up. Finally, at the two hour point, my dad woke me up, petting my head and asking how I was, and I didn't really recognize him, apparently, because he said I was looking at him like he was an alien. Either way, he wiped blood off my face, and so I went back to lay down and the pillow was covered in blood. I gave that to my mom later, and she threw it out and bought me a new one. So basically, I've been in and out of consciousness most of yesterday and this morning. I woke up for an hour or two when my girlfriend and boy came to visit me. They had to work all day yesterday, but they got off at 7 and got over here at 8. It was really, really nice..seeing them.

I feel a lot better now than I did. My mouth is coming along nicely. I can start to chew a little bit on really soft things, like those kick-ass sugar cookies with the frosting on it. But my mouth still really hurts, and I have to go take another dosage of the oxycodone my mom gave me.

I should be on more, and hopefully I'll get the energy/ableness/not-in-painness to finish your guy's commissions and requests and stuff. Sorry they're taking so long. I'm really sorry. >: But things should run a lot smoother now that my birthday and surgery are over.

Thanks for reading and caring, everyone. <333