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Back from the dentist. That broken tooth resulted in two crowns (I have to go back for the permanents after the 20th) and a root canal. 3 shots of Procaine and I was still death gripping the chair. I hate root canals!
But my pocket hurts more than my mouth.
I promised to call the guy from work after I got done with the dentist and by the time I got home he had left EIGHT messages on my machine! I called him, as promised, and told him to not do that again. Leave one message and I'll call you back. I may have to tell him not to call me... he gets weirder every time I talk to him and he has the soul of a stalker.
In spite of it all, it has not been a bad day. :D
But my pocket hurts more than my mouth.
I promised to call the guy from work after I got done with the dentist and by the time I got home he had left EIGHT messages on my machine! I called him, as promised, and told him to not do that again. Leave one message and I'll call you back. I may have to tell him not to call me... he gets weirder every time I talk to him and he has the soul of a stalker.
In spite of it all, it has not been a bad day. :D
