Finally, I am offically beginning to recover from the hellish surgery of getting my wisdom teeth extracted. I came home Tuesday night and ended have an awesaome time. Kyky dougie had a party at his house just like old times and it was a blast. Ave and Al both got to come with me and we had really good times. I drank right up till about 11:55, even though i was suppose to stop eating and drinking completely by midnight. It was fun though, I just peed it out the rest of the night. We played a super fun game of kings and shared all our good stories from past parties. Its always so fun to hang out with the old basement party crew. So since I was responsible and stopped drinking on time I got to be DD too and drove all my drunk friends home. It was fun. And thats about where the fun ends....
So Wednesday morning I woke up and had my appt at 9:30. Nervous as hell, my dad and seany both took me in. I finally got in there and got my first IV ever. I lasted like 25 seconds and then was out. I dont remember waking up or walking to the car, but I do remember Sean snapping a sweet picture of me throwing up the horns after I made it back to the couch. So i slept off and on that day, and then decided it would be smart to take a vicodin for the pain right? Wrong! I took two the alotted hours between. And by about 8:30, the alotted amount of time for the pills to start wearing off, I started vomiting purfusley until 2 am! Fun huh. It was honestly the worst pain Ive ever felt. My cheeks were throbbing and I kept puking, not fun. So finally after throwing up 9 times and sobbing, I was able to sleep. I woke up Thursday and felt halfway decent at least nothing was violently spraying out of my mouth. So i decided to try and eat something and then try another vic. Dumb idea. Well Ryan arrived about 1:30ish and that was a nice relief. I missed him a lot and its always nice to have baby around to take care of me when I feel like complete shit. So we hung out and watched tons of movies and shit while I slept off and on, then right on schedule about 9 I began puking. I think it totalled to about 7 times that night, including one in the car on the way to the emergency room. So yeah, Ryan made the executive decision to wake up my daddy and take me in to the hospital at about 2. SO I went. They asked me like 500 questions I didnt care to answer including if i used street drugs, which i thought she said "homegrown" which made me laugh. regardless I was in pain and she just wanted to know all about my life choices.. lame. Anyway. I finally got taken back, managed not to throw up while waiting. Finally someone came into see me. I ended up getting a huge IV shoved in my same arm and they filled me with an entire bag of fluid, some crazy pain medicine that made me get all tingly and woozy, and some anti-nausea stuff. I felt the most helpless Ive ever felt in my life, and I know I was scaring the shit out of the three men that love me the most, but I turned out alright.
So I didnt get out of there until about 4 am. came home and was able to sleep through the rest of the night. The next day I felt tons better and was finally able to eat more than two bites. I also was prescribed some perks in place of the vicodin, so I ended up taking one of those before I went to bed and it worked quite well. Since then, I havent puked anymore and Ive been getting progressively better. My cheeks are still swollen, one side more than the other. But im finally recovering nicely. I cant wait to be normal again and be able to shovel all kinds of food in my mouth including pizza, and chinese food, and a whole chipotle burrito, and some kings chickie and everything else imaginable. Im sure I lost weight from the 17 episodes of puking so I wont feel too bad about eating crazy once Im able to again. But damn, my stomach muscles and sides have been aching, which isnt surprising. I probably gave myself a six pack just from the act of puking. Cool, i guess. Anyway, Ryan left my yesterday to return to cbus and classes. Its really boring without him. We watrched a shit ton of movies and played some sweet super nintendo games as well as watching every indians game this week and getting crushed every single time. Apparently the only time they actually won and had an amazing game, I began puking right as Blake hit a grand slam to win the game, how ironic.
Im not coming back to columbus till Wednesday I guess. I have my check up appt at 8:15 weds. then I plan on driving back and trying to make it to work by 11 or so. I told them I was going to try and be back today, but well considering my complications it wasnt going to happen. I also have  a 5 inch long bruise on my arm from the double Iv's I got this week. I look like a giant heroine addict. sweet huh.
I might actually get off my ass today and stand up for more than 10 mins at a timme. I tried taking a shower saturday and I got leg cramps from standing too long. It willbe a treat once I actually start walking everyday to work and such again. But yeah, I need to force myself to get out of the house and buy some more undies. I forgot to bring any, and I made Ryan go buy me some Saturday after I tooka shower. I know it was a weird experience but he got me some super cute ones. I should make him underwear shop for me more often!
Well I might go try and shove some pudding or something into my mouth. I wanna take another perk soon and Im scared to death to take any more pills on an empty stomach. If i never puke again, it will be too soon.
My dad took my car in thismorning to get it looked out. Hes been gone for like 3 hours. Hopefully there's nothing too wrong with it. I already feel bad enough making him pay an arm and a leg for my teeth and hospital visit. Im lame.
I havent brushed my teeth in almost 5 days. Im offically disgusting.
I hope to see everyone inm columbus soon. I miss doing things. I never wanna sit on a couch for a week straight ever again.
well, goodbye for now

Its summer. Its hot. I like it, but I think Id like it more if I had ac. However, my 3 fans seem to be doing somewhat of a decent job. At least I could fall asleep last night without sweating my ass off.  So yeah, my birthday was a couple weeks ago. It turned out to be a really awesome few days of celebration. I went to moms on the 8th and had dinner and all that good stuff. Friday, on my real birthday, I reserved the day for Ryan and I to hang out. We ended up going shopping a few places, then went to Alum Creek and hung out on the beach, then he took me out to dinner where both of us ordered the most expensive things on the menu. It was awesome. Then he surprised me by getting us tickets to the indians game in august. I cant wait. He treats me amazing. So then saturday was my party. Not everyone I would have hoped to come was able to be there due to vacations/home visits/ and other various reasons. But it was a really fun time. Lots of friends and alcohol. I couldnt complain. Then sunday we woke up and went to Marty's for birthday dinner for both me and daddy. It was awesome, steak and Lamb! Gooooood stuff.
I started my new job last monday. I guess Ive offically been working there for a week now. I worked over 30 hours last week and will continue working about that much every week which is good. Unfortunetly, I dont get my first pay check until July 7th... 6 days too late to pay rent. Yeah.. thats a problem. But I enjoy the job. Its been super easy the last few days, now that Ive finally caught on how to do everything and am starting to move a lot faster through things. Its cool, and I really enjoy the people i work with. The last 3 saturdays have been pretty dredful. Ive had to spend over 20 hours at the redcross attempting to pass all these instructor courses in order to be offically hired onto staff. Its been rough.. but Im offically certified in everything, so yay for me. Im not really sure when that job will offically start, I think i have to sit through like 3 more classes until Im able to actually teach on my own or as a co-instructor, but once i get it all worked out it will be an awesome source for extra cash.
Last Tuesday, Ry, kee, Emily, and I went to a crew game. They sucked terribly, but it was baseball therefore it was fun. It just got me even more excited for our indians game. Ryry and I went to zville saturday night and hung out with Sean and kyle and some people. It was cool, even though i passed out super early. Sunday, the sibs and I planned out fathers day picnic with dad at Dillon. It was reallly fun, KFC and frisbee. Whats better than that. Too bad its a state park or else booze would have defientely been involved as well.
The roomates both returned yesterday, from being gone for a week. They gave me more birthday presents which were super cool.
I dont know what Im doing tonight, but I hope its more than just sitting in the heat and watching TV. I guess I should get to eating something. I decided Im just not going to take lunch breaks while working, I can wait till about 3 or 4 to eat something, so I might as well not take away precious money making time, although sometimes I guess I do start feeling dizzy at times.
There's some pretty amazing concerts coming up within the next couple months. I hope I end up having enough money to attend most of them if not all.
Ryan started school again today. I cant say I envy him, but it would be nice to have loan money and not have to work. Oh well, I like making money again. But yeah, I guess thats pretty much all thats been going on with me lately. Ryan and I are more in love than ever, Ive been able to spend a lot of time with my family, Im making money, I have exciting events to look forward to, and I think the only other thing that would make this summer rock would be a trip to the beach...but i wont hold my breath.
Ima go now, and eat before I pass out from either heat, starvation or both.

Its late. Im awake. and I have to work at 11. which doesnt surprise me figuring every night I end up closing, which was tonight, I always end up having to go back in the morning. But at least Ill be done by 3. I pissed people off at work tonight, they gave me death stares. I felt pretty bad all night, but I usually feel bad about everything. These past few weeks im been extremely emotional. I cry in more movies than I ever have, even ones that you shouldnt fucking cry in. for example, a league of their own.. yeah im a loser. Or maybe I just miss my boyfriend too much. But speaking of Ryan. He came and stayed the usual weekend with me starting on Thursday. He had to work, so he didnt arrive till about 11. I had prepared dinner for us, and previously cleaned my entire house. It was my day to play the role of a 50s house wife to say the least. Regardless it was good, and we had an amazing weekend together. Friday we ended up going to Wyandot lake with like 15 people. It was a pretty good time. Getting knocked out by giant buckets of water, riding water slides, and drowning in waves, getting lost, and then finally becoming triumphant with taco bell and coors. So Ive hung out at the Barn a few times this past week. Its fun, and weird. For some reason they dont give a shit that Im underage, or maybe the whole Sean and I being twins thing is working out, or they just dont know... But I seem to know more than half the people there and It always turns out to be a really fun time, esp. when you dont have to pay a cent to get wasted. So Monica finally had her Beautiful baby girl... she is the most adorable creature Ive ever laid eyes on. shes simply darling. Im so happy for her and Abe. Alicia finally returned to town this evening. She ended up coming to pick me up tonight around midnightish to head out to a random party which turned out to be a huge blast from the past. It was weird, and people decided to go elsewhere so Brady and I took a road trip to McDonalds, which I havent eaten in over a year, and then came back to the crib. The bar hoppers showed up and drunken rambling started to piss me off so I took refuge in my bed with my ear pleasently ringing with Ryans voice. I dont know how its possible to miss someone before they even leave you, but it happens... Goodnight