turns out that getting my wisdom teeth out is just like every other medical procedure: I dread it, and I think that I'll freak out during it, but then it turns out it's not that bad, and neither is the recovery.

:) so I'm doing good, and I'm glad that I'm at home. Ususally I try to stay up in Seattle as long as I can, two or three days after finals, just to hang out, and maybe see a movie or two. But I couldn't get home fast enough this time - mostly because Brother the first finally got home last Friday. We hadn't seen each other for 6 months, and I didn't want to wait a day longer. I was done with finals on Monday, but I DID still have a project to finish, so I did that at TESC library most of Monday and Tuesday and brought it back up to Seattle on an errand run. Got to bring Jeff to the airport so he could catch his flight back to LA. It was fun seeing him off... that makes two goodbyes in one day, as I had to say goodbye to a friend who is moving back to Missouri on the 21st. It was sad, but that's how life goes, I guess.

The only downfall of having my wisdom teeth out this morning was that there were three opportunities for having fun tonight in Seattle, if I had gone. An OC party, a final farewell party for the Missouri guy, and some hanging out with older friends from Yale and 'SC. But I'm really reveling in the post-op crashing and the Vicadin, so it's all good.

Speaking of the OC, I think I'll watch that tonight. That, and Love Actually, which I downloaded onto my laptop before I left the glory of DC++. Between that and re-loading stuff onto my iPod, I think I'll be set for my figurative house arrest.