I just had the most interesting trip to a dentist office ever. I got new insurance coverage and my old dentist was no longer covered. So, I try out this new office cause I've got impacted wisdom teeth and my molars are giving me hell. First of all, only two people in the office spoke english. One, was the receptionist, and the second, was the hygienist. The hygienist spoke limited english, and his accent was so heavy it was really really hard to understand him unless he spoke really slow. But thats fine, I can deal with that. Then the dentist came around, this woman, spoke only spanish but used english numbers, and never really spoke to me, save for a couple sentences, but only to her assistant. She also banged on my teeth SUPER hard with the little mirror thing and asked me if it hurt. No, not at all, lady. It already hurt when I came in here, so do you think it felt like little tufts of clouds when you BANGED ON IT?!?! She also banged on my two front teeth, for some unknown reason. Now, my two front teeth, are porcelain crowns, my actual teeth were broken in a car accident a year ago. I had told them that my two front teeth were crowns. But for some reason, she felt the need to smack those too. What a crazy lady. I guess I'm a little spoiled cause my last dental office was all ritzy and high tech. They had tv screens in the ceiling so you could watch TV shows while they drilled into your teeth, and everything was painted this nice shade of purple. I miss that. God damn.
I've had a crazy week. My husband's parents were in town and we did silly touristy things and ate lots of good food. (1lb new york strips?!?!) We went into touristy shops on I-drive and looked at all the silly tshirts, and we went to fun spot, which is, from what I gather, a mini amusement park with go-kart tracks. We had fun. We were beating all the one-seater go-karts in our two-seater go-karts so they slowed us down with their little computer thingies. Cunts. I wanted to go fast. To end our week, we went to dinner at
Kobe Steakhouse where we sat next to a very large, very loud, very picky family. They spent their dinner staring at me in wonder. It made me laugh.
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I wanted to update before I leave. My 21st birthday is on the 4th, and I'll be hopping on a plane on the 5th to stay in Colorado for a week with my dad. Byeeee.