September 30, 2002
Recovery
I'd like to thank everyone who wrote offering alcohol, advice, and power-tool-assisted amateur dentistry. It's been a long few days, but the end is in sight. You never realize how much you miss the ability to eat solid food until you're put on a ramen diet for 3 days. After a day or two, I caught myself wondering how many steaks I could get out of one of the cats. I figure Max is good for four, at least.
(Just kidding, cats.)
Speaking of the cats, the smaller and more neurotic of the clan decided today would be a good day to go adventuring. Gave me a heart attack, til I heard an ungodly yowling and opened the door to find her curled in a ball on the mat. Of course, her sister beat her senseless, but that's the price of living with family, right?