If you get there before me --
would you save me a seat?
And if I never get there, at all --
would you leave the seat empty?
If you get there before me,
would you light us a fire?
And if I never show...
You can watch the embers glow,
and keep the fire burning.
This is a song for you, in case I never make it through,
to where you are.-the Mountain Goats,
Shadow SongJaw surgery went well. It also resulted in (going on 5 days now) of Kevin taking out his bitchiness and anger over AIM away messages. I started work again yesterday, an 8.5 hour shift starting at noon for Domino's. Kinda takes the energy out of ya.
I'm still making a lot of money though, and generally enjoying work, though don't let anyone convince you otherwise -- it IS tiring, especially when I have to close the store (wash dishes, take apart makeline, sweep/mop) like tonight. I also don't get back till after midnight on those nights.
My mouth was swollen from the surgery, and is finally going back to normal, even though the jaw area (where they did the bone grafting -- took bone out of my jaw area, and inserted it into the upper part of my mouth, closer to where I'll eventually get my two teeth implants put in come December).
I can talk a lot easier now, but it still hurts to speak a lot. Very sore, which sucks, but at least the swelling's gone down. I knew what I was getting into when I decided to have the surgery, so I can't complain too much. I think about 2005 --- with all the trips to the hospital/having anesthesia/getting black eyes, it's certainly upped my pain tolerance.
I'm leaving this Friday for a couple days in upstate New York, where I'll get to see my cool cousin Tanya get married at a nice Catholic church in Troy -- the reception is at a freakin' lake, and will feature a lot of beer and good food. I went out today and got some EXCEPTIONALLY nice clothes. A couple pairs of slacks, and two very nice shirts -- one is a button-down green shirt that looks damn good on me, and the other is a sky blue shirt with a collar, that also allows for a nice tie. New brownish belt, too. Dockers, on sale. $15.
I remember things. I remember Laura mentioning to me that she could get me 30% off on some product at B.R. --- part of her extravagant discounts/offers they give her as an employee. $80 sunglasses my ass (or my eyes, more specifically. They're feeling better. Not as irritated.) She was also kind enough to stop by the first night after my surgery (when ironically enough I was feeling pretty good for day 1 of surgery --- everything went downhill after that). She brought me a Chuck Palahnuik book, "Lullabye", which I started to read, but then slacked off. I'm a 1/3 of the way through -- it's a good book so far. Apparentely he gets a lot of flack for his writing style, but I enjoy it.
Sarah also stopped by 2 times over the weekend, which was awesome. I don't think people realize how much I appreciate things like that -- I may act all negative, but getting visitors when you're sick/in pain is a wonderful thing. She brought chocolate pudding, and a cool French movie (A Very Long Engagement) from the directors of Amelie. It was very well done, and had a nice ending.
I'm partially excited about going back to school, but don't feel like I've accomplished everything I wanted to while being at home for the summer. Even when I got my job, there was still this feeling of a laid-back, slow goin' Kev that's been around my entire life in Maryland. And when you only have 3 months to get things done -- well, it's not good for people like me.
I haven't even gotten anything organized for going back to Buffalo. No packing, no new wardrobe (I'm thinking about revamping mine just a little), no getting really excited. Whatever. It'll come when it comes.
A lot more I wanted to write in this entry -- more philosophical than just a explanation of my life. At least I remember things with the latter.
