I spent the last four days in Bat Country, while recovering from major sinus surgery. I'll spare the gory (and oh my god are they gory) details, but when all this packing comes out of my sinuses on Tuesday, I can look forward to not snoring all night and waking up with a skull crushing sinus headache for the first time in about ten years. I'm planning a party, all by myself with some toast and a cup of coffee.
I don't think I'll be posting much until I'm back to normal, but I didn't want anyone to think I'll fallen down a well next to little Timmy Turner.O'Toole. (My bad. I'm so full of painkillers and meds that all I can do ism,nsdnsakazza,mmp.)
Unless Sting wants to write a song about it, in which case, please send your love down the well.
