I've only got about 10 or 20 minutes to write this stuff down. After that, the drugs will wear off and I will probably start text-screaming...

I got my wisdom teeth taken out and all was well. The procedure went swimmingly, and I was sent on my merry little way through happy land to the pharmacy where I could get myself some painkillers. Boy oh boy, that didn't last long. Only one a half days went past and I was blubbering like a baby because the pain killers weren't working anymore. When I called the dentist back up, they told me that I probably had dry socket and that I would need to come back in. But, oh, there was no surgeon in town at the time so I would have to drive to whatever city he was in at the time.


^{Let's pause a moment for GREEN BALLOON TITTIES!}

Uhhh... no. BUT there would be a surgeon at a *closer* city on Monday, though! Yes, because my friends or family can just ditch work whenever they want and drive the drooling and pain-ridden Kookie to whichever city there is a dental surgeon. *rolls eyes* So, I am going to call them this week and see if there is a surgeon in town after Monday. Otherwise... well... I will probably go insane from the pain. I begged them to get better pain killers in the meantime, and even those didn't work. I got Percocet, which is a mixture of Oxycontin and Acetaminophen - did nothing except make me feel disassociative from the pain for about 20 minutes and then loopy and high for the next hour or so. As well as nauseous and dizzy.

So I have been in an immense amount of pain since Wednesday, and it doesn't look promising at this point. I've been eating things that resemble wallpaper paste and water, basically. It's been pretty nasty...

Speaking of Nasty, Miss *Devilish--Designs is on my ass, again... stealing my latest creations like my MechOwlies, Apoctopuses, and Mechanical Jellyfish. She certainly is full of wonderful ideas! Her Facebook Page, where many of her copies are, is blocked to all of Canada (including me) so I can't see all the wonderful things she has stolen from me. But maybe you can.


^{Miss Copy Cat and her "unique" designs.}

Pay her a visit! She loves to block people. You're probably being blocked riiiighht nowww.
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Unfortunately since she keeps most of her blatant copies off of Etsy and DeviantArt, I can't do much about them there. I did manage to get a crapload of links to her Facebook page, but all Facebook did was delete the links and be done with it. Meh. No worries - she'll get what's coming to her, I'm quite sure. Apparently a lot of her friends don't like her so much, either, because I have gotten e-mails from about four of them telling me that they don't support what she does and that she is a fourty year old fraud that steals ideas from the many. Lovely.

I had my birthday party just before April ended. Yes, Kookie is a quarter century old, now! I'm old enough to be classified as an antique car! IF I WERE A CAR.


^{My cousin bought me nerd glasses for my birthday. Do they suit me?}

My birthday was spent filling our tub with balloons and watching Jason gallivant around the house with balloons shoved up his shirt and down his pants. He just really wants himself some tits and ass, I guess!


<sup>BALLOONS! IN THE TUB!!!


The BIGGEST can of fake nacho cheese I have ever seen...</sup>

Anyways, I am feeling dizzy and it's time to lay down. I wanted to mention that I am doing a draw for Hunger Awareness Week. Check it out. Win stuff! And it's for a good cause. But it's only for THIS WEEK, so check it out while you can and pass on the word, will ya?

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^{Let's take another balloon moment. Jason in the BALLOONS!}

Sorry for the dull entry. I'll be back after I stop drooling, I promise.