dentistry and other demons

Look, Ma, no cavities! One chipped tooth (I knew that; it chipped yesterday morning), and they want I should quit grinding my teeth in my sleep. However, since my jaw doesn't hurt and the only thing wrong with my teeth is the sharp edges, I don't think I'm going to do the whole impressions-and-night-guard dance yet.

Next Thursday I'm going to have my sore shoulder looked at. The upshot of that will probably be "if it hurts when you do that, don't do that, it'll get better eventually, now give us $15 and go away", but at least it will have been looked at by the medical profession.

Sometime this weekend, I lost the glass egg that had been living in my coat pocket. Drat. Well, at least I know where it came from.

It should be naptime, but I have two more meetings today, so it isn't.