Dear support person, When you tell me you'll have a thing for me by Monday and it's Wednesday and I still don't have it, I'd like at least an explanation, so I can tell my boss why the thing that's already a year and a half behind schedule* is gonna be late two more days.

*Oh, yeah, NOW everyone's freaking out about it.

Oof, woke up to the dog having created a literal shitstorm in the living room. She seems ok now, at least but my plan to have lunch with a friend and see Mad Max again have been replaced with a plan to figure out steam cleaning the furniture.

Why did I write cryptic notes like "passport " and "last day for sushi" in my paper desk calendar in April?

Planning a trip? Planning a diet? Past you is so mysterious.

In other news, why does everyone suddenly need me to answer their incredibly complicated and multi-part questions?! Ask me something easy! ASK ME IF I HATE YOU AND ALL OF YOUR WORKS.

Oh no, lisah!

And they can't just replace the crown. The way it broke gives them nothing to work with so it has to come out. Fuck, fuck, fuck. An implant isn't recommended unfortunately. So I am getting set up for a bridge. Fuckity, fuck, fuck.

Oh jeez.

I'm getting two implants tomorrow.

I'm frightened of losing teeth. Hasn't happened (yet). Brush, floss, pray to the tooth gods.

Why did I write cryptic notes like "passport " and "last day for sushi" in my paper desk calendar in April? What do you mean, past me?

I love cryptic notes like that. You can make up much more interesting stories about them that way.

I have to write job descriptions for my job and my previous job. Don't wanna.

Damn, Buffistas! We gotta protect the teeth!

My problem with teeth is why they gotta be so expensive in addition to sometimes painful??

Oh god, lisah. I hope you can reschedule your fun!

Lisa...ugh. At least Oz limits his shitstorms to the basement. (Knocks wood.)

Oh Suzi, I feel for you.

I think I have more dental anxiety than I do job interview and "what am I doing with my life" anxiety combined.