21, teeth, and return
The other night I headed over to Denver to meet up with an old friend for dinner, cake, and a trip to the club to celebrate my 21st birthday. Unfortunately, a poorly-done filling in one of my molars decided to break in half and fall out. No good. My dentist's office is closed on Saturdays, but he offered to come in after his daughter's soccer game this afternoon and repair the filling. Turns out that meant he came in with his 13 year old daughter, still in her soccer gear, who was his assistant. Amusing, but my the filling seems much better now.
On an unrelated note, my packing (It all fit in my suitcase on the way out...) is all finished, so I should head to bed. I'll be back at Mudd around four this (Sunday) afternoon.
On an unrelated note, my packing (It all fit in my suitcase on the way out...) is all finished, so I should head to bed. I'll be back at Mudd around four this (Sunday) afternoon.