At least the surgery itself was easy (I had an IV of something that hurt my hand like a bastage when circulating through, but I don't think I made 95 when counting down from 100, and the next thing I knew, I was awake and done). At least the three easy teeth don't bother me any more. The fourth is going down. It's now vaguely unpleasant instead of actively sore. I have chipmunk face on that side of my mouth, but I really don't care. Chester kitty is keeping me company. He's been a very whiny boy all day long.
I'm starting to feel normal (except for the weird mouth, that is). I plan to go to a matinee of Silent Hill with people tomorrow. As a fan of the series, I have to see it, although my hopes are not high. I think that's a good thing, though. I went to Hostel out of curiosity, expecting it to be a pointless, dumb, nihilistic splatterfest, and was entertained because it had a plot and a satisfying revenge aspect. At the very least, I think I'll enjoy the visuals and music.
I also got my swatch of curtain fabric today. It's absolutely perfect. I love it. The color variegation is subtle, the print motif is timeless/modern, and it just looks spiffy. I'll have to order my couch swatches now.