crowning glory

For anyone who thinks having a crown put in is less uncomfortable than getting a root canal, you are very wrong. They are both equally uncomfortable. And why do dentists insist on asking you "how you're doing" when you have a rubber thingy forcibly keeping your jaws apart so that any answer besides "uh huh" is impossible? Especially when you know the correct answer is "well, not too bad, but there are many other things I'd rather be doing than being here with four instruments and three hands in or near my mouth." And also, "please don't stick the spit sucker so far back in my mouth, I have a very sensitive gag refl--oh no, too late."

At any rate, I can't chew on one side of my mouth for the next two weeks. Which definitely makes eating highly enjoyable.

Unrelatedly, I CANNOT wait for the Olympics. I love, love, love worldwide sporting events and the thrill of victory/agony of defeat looks on the athletes' faces. Plus, MONTAGES! A fact I learned today: During the Parade of Nations, the countries march in order of name in the host country's language, except Greece, which always goes first, and the host country, which goes last. And since Chinese doesn't have an alphabet, they'll go by the number of brush strokes in the first character of the country's name. So congrats to Guinea, which gets to go second. Ingenious!