Reality:
Im home. The worst part of an operation is the going in. The anesthetic part. That sucks. Cos its cold, they cant find your veins so they poke in a couple more times. Then its over so quickly you dont know it and you just sleep cos if you wake up youre probably going to vomit. I didnt puke anyway. Then youre on a dripper with stuff like painkillers, Anti-biotic, steroids.. yeah, that too. According to Jon Bon Jovi, steroids sucks. They make you feel like vomiting. They pulled out my wisdom tooth and 2nd molar, in case either one caused the tumor. Very hollow there on my left side. Cant do much. Hope I can still go for guitar concert. My motivation for this op was therefore Steven Tyler (whos got Hep C) and Keith Richards (who got a concussion falling of a small coconut tree). Cant talk much. Do not punch me on the left side. Infact, dont even punch me. That includes slapping. And i have to eat alot of ice-cream. which is the good part.

Music:
Mum said she might take me to go watch Eric Clapton. Think she means it. Not just for encouragement. Yay. That guy is a god.

All of a sudden I have Captain Crash And The Beauty Queen From Mars by Bon Jovi stuck in my head. The part which says:
Theyre drunk on love as you can get
Getting high on lust and cigarettes..