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"It's not as if New York City burned down to the ground once you drove away..." (Rilo Kiley)

Anxiety over upcoming oral surgery on Wednesday certainly does surge on. I wonder if I'll only be half-as-wise (half-wit!) after the fact. Say good-bye, Oh Wisdom of Solomon!

Decent dinner at Sauce with Vicki and Jenny tonight; wasabi pea-encrusted salmon with potato. The beats came a little out of left field, but weren't bad. Had a bottle of Heinie and a dark chocolate brownie for dessert (split three ways).

Now to fire off more weird prose.

Comments (2)

Do you need daddy to take care his poor little boy after the surgery?

ben:

I think I'll be all right, old fart.

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