I got my wisdom teeth taken out 3 days ago.  I took this picture an hour ago.  This is the first time I’ve been on the internet, and I don’t even have anything profound to say in my online discussion module for my Violence in America class, or a witty daily haiku to write in my writing blog (there’s a link at the top of this blog for those of you who are intrigued by the thought of daily haikus from me straight to your dashboard).  I don’t think class will go very well tomorrow because apparently all I am good for is eating pudding and sorbet and apple sauce.  I am pretty sure Emily or Nell took a picture of me with Mr.Sprinkles when they picked me up from the oral surgeon and I probably have bloody teeth in that and so when I do that it will be a neat/gross post.  Also I made sure to keep my teeth to the extent of having Emily call them and ask where they were only to be informed that I had them on me somewhere and WHAT DO YOU KNOW they were in my pocket but anesthesia does that I guess and anyways they rinsed them off really well, so no sweet photo like that one I posted a few days ago will be coming from me.  Also, so I get to eat pudding all day (good), but I can’t eat my favorite kind of pudding (bad), because that would be pistachio pudding and that has lil’nutz in it YOU KNOW.