As some of you may know, yesterday I cracked a tooth. Actually, I was mistaken, it wasn't a tooth, it was a crown I had put on years and years ago. Still this meant I had to go to the dentist to get it fixed (yay for doc Freeman for squeezing me in today). It took forever, but step one is done. step two happens next week.
Why do I look so happy in that pic? Well, they let me watch 30 rock, and also the drugs were kicking in.
Ps. Sorry for gross closeup of tooth. I just think the little camera tools that take pics of your teeth are cool.