It’s just one of those days. I left the office to get lunch (drunken noodles at the Thai place down the block) and when I came back, I just stood at the security turnstile like a lump. Not moving. Waiting for the plexiglass doors to swing open. After an awkwardly long time I remembered you have to swipe your keycard.
My tooth is fine. The crown was intact, and the tooth underneath was not damaged, so they just glued the crown back on and I was out of there in like 15 minutes. Big relief. You love to see it. But between jet lag and the fact I had to wake up early to catch the 6:10 train downtown, I’m incredibly out of it right now. Noodles do help though.
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