Teeth, Part 32,710

Saw the dental surgeon today to plan on how to proceed with my teeth. He just happens to have an opening tomorrow morning at 8:30, and by the time I leave his office I should have two implants where the blank space in my smile has been.

By six o'clock tomorrow I may be a bit grumpy. Or not. There's always drugs.

Well

Got just short of 1000 words written this morning before I had to hare off to West Portal to see the dental surgeon. I have just reached a point where the connective tissue stuff was ceding to actual event stuff, when...alarm went off, had to go home and drop off the laptop, then head out.

This evening went and had drinks with klages, which turned into supper. Then came home to do more work. The fun, as you may have noticed, never stops. No matter how you beg and plead.