The wisdom tooth is gone, gone! from my mouth. It now resides in a little blue box. There was a lot of painkillers, a lot of sleeping, and then LARP. Ow. And Ow. And then Ow a third time. And a sore (infected) thumb - I have yet to discover if it stands out to anyone other than myself.
ION I need a chain mail bikini and some Pink! lycra.
I think I shall be able to leave this place in half an hour. Which is a Good Thing.
I must stop daydreaming about being A Writer. Actually no, I must start Writing more.