So on March 7th

[silverthorne]

I'll go get drugged in the morning, teeth get pulled, and then my boss takes me home and will pour me onto the air mattress I'll have set up on the living room floor so that I can sleep it all off.

The next available date was right before the Bon Jovi concert.

Being possibly still groggy and definitely in pain for it didn't sound like fun. :)