Damn hippies. We don't like no pinko long-hairs in Idaho. I'm getting my wisdom teeth pulled tomorrow. General anesthesia followed by days of soft foods, ice packs, bleeding, and no smoking. The smoking thing is big. I'm using the surgery as an excuse to quit. Today is my Official Last Day of Being a Smoker. LindaTheMom is coming to take care of me. She's bringing LillianTheGrandmother. So here's the equation: Mother & 82-Year-Old Diabetic Grandmother in Small One-Bedroom Apartment Whose Living Room Was Rearranged Last Night to Ensure That Grandmother Does Not Trip Over Coaxial Cable That Was Running Across Staircase and Fall Headfirst Down Steps. Add Air Mattress to Living Room so Everyone Has Place to Sleep. Add 25-Year-Old Who Has Been Smoking Roughly 1 Pack of Cigarettes Per Day for Past 5 Years. Take Said 25-Year-Old, Give Her Oral Surgery on Same Day She is Quitting Smoking. Add 3 Cats, and Consequent Anxiety on Part of 25-Year-Old That Cats Will Poke Holes in Air Mattress and/or Bat Grandmother/Mother in Head with Paws While Grandmother/Mother Sleeps. If we all survive, I'm sure there will be stories to tell. Watch this space for details.
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