I will be leaving work in just a few minutes to drive to the dentist.
Yay me. I have scenes from “Little Shop of Horrors” running through my head. 6 fillings to deal with, three of those are old fillings that need replacing. I wonder if he will do them all at once so I can get it all over with.
What’s worse is that I am driving myself to my own personal hell shop. I’m doing it. Where’s my pillow…
