Ugh, yesterday was a shitty day. I had to get a crown at two, so I was going to borrow Sean's car but then he ended up needing it for something so I had to take a cab.
Ca-ching, goodbye 60 dollars. Then I was at the dentist all afternoon for four hours getting this stupid crown. Paid $900 bucks for it, or approximately the total of my savings for the past 4 months. (And that doesn't include my $1100 root canal.) Goddammit! I have now paid more for one stupid tooth than I did for my car!
So then we're all roughhousing around the house and my ear gets slammed into a door frame. It ripped my upper cartilage peircing about 3 mm and that hurt like a bitch. But we're out the door to dinner so I pop some advil and take off with the other SGs.
Then- when I was having french toast at Fred 62 the fucking crown popped right out as if it had never been glued on in the first place. My $900 crown that I spent all afternoon suffering for! So now all I can think of is more missed work (right at the end of the month how fucking lame), more cab money down the drain, one more half-day of work. And I better get this shit put back on for free. My new tooth is in my pocket and there's blood dripping down my ear, crusting up my hair.
ugh. i feel sick to my stomach now. i fucking hate being a girl sometimes.
i had fun with annie being geeky though. she's so adorable that she actually made me not feel sorry for myself the whole night. that's pretty hard to do, there's not much erin likes more than to feel sorry for herself.
Poor me.
Ca-ching, goodbye 60 dollars. Then I was at the dentist all afternoon for four hours getting this stupid crown. Paid $900 bucks for it, or approximately the total of my savings for the past 4 months. (And that doesn't include my $1100 root canal.) Goddammit! I have now paid more for one stupid tooth than I did for my car!
So then we're all roughhousing around the house and my ear gets slammed into a door frame. It ripped my upper cartilage peircing about 3 mm and that hurt like a bitch. But we're out the door to dinner so I pop some advil and take off with the other SGs.
Then- when I was having french toast at Fred 62 the fucking crown popped right out as if it had never been glued on in the first place. My $900 crown that I spent all afternoon suffering for! So now all I can think of is more missed work (right at the end of the month how fucking lame), more cab money down the drain, one more half-day of work. And I better get this shit put back on for free. My new tooth is in my pocket and there's blood dripping down my ear, crusting up my hair.
ugh. i feel sick to my stomach now. i fucking hate being a girl sometimes.
i had fun with annie being geeky though. she's so adorable that she actually made me not feel sorry for myself the whole night. that's pretty hard to do, there's not much erin likes more than to feel sorry for herself.
Poor me.
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good luck.