Of Cracks and Cakes

13,477 Days Alive

3 Episodes of Sons of Anarchy Watched

1 Cracked Crown

So, I was eating a goddamned cooked green pepper that was in a mix of rice and beans at a Mexican restaurant that cracked my temporary crown.

I’m so pissed off. I paid almost six hundred dollars for the crown and I’m so angry it cracked.

The permanent one won’t be ready for almost two weeks from last Friday. Ugh. I left a message for my dentist to call be back tomorrow but I don’t have much hope for it.

Hopefully they get back to me tomorrow, but I’m not holding my breath.

I’m doing okay mentally. Had my second to last therapy session with Mx. Steph this afternoon. They sent me some resources for my new location since they can’t service across state lines.

My jaw really fucking hurts tonight. I took some ibuprofen with my nighttime medications.

I’m mentally exhausted. I don’t know why. Most of what I did today was crochet and give a tarot reading to Cleo’s mom, Zee, this afternoon.

I’m going to bed.

Take your meds, folks.