well, here goes nothing.

it's 6:00am and i'm off to MCV hospital for the next (and hopefully final) round of surgery on my face. today they'll be going in, moving some steel plates around, and then wiring my jaw shut.

this will enable me to do two things in the future:
a) bite down on things
b) chew food

some people say these things are important. i'm inclined to agree.

while i'm not looking forward to more surgery, i'm anxious to have this over with. i'm ready to get back down to richmond, hang with my friends, and a few months from now.. drink a fucking PBR. or eight. we can all sit down at the bar laughing about the time i broke my entire face.

i've already lost 17 lbs. since the surgery, and once the jaw is shut, i imagine i'll lose a bit more. it's a little crazy. it's definitely not healthy to be losing weight this rapidly, so i'm trying to up my caloric intake and drink as much protein as humanly possible. but it is pretty interesting to see such a noticeable amount of weight fall off of you in such a short amount of time. if i end up becoming rail thin, i'm going to grow my hair out really long and cut it in a reverse fashion mullet, shave my beard, and then start an emo pop band. i'll FINALLY be COOL. AT LAST.



okay, not really. i'd rather die in a fire.

that's it from me, folks. i'll probably be in a haze of painkillers and anesthesia for a while, so you might not hear from me. i'll send out an update letting you know i'm still alive when i can return to the computer.

thanks for all the love and support. it means a lot.

love,

phil