Broken filling

Ick. I think something is wrong with one of my fillings. I hate them so anyway. I didn't have any cavities until I was in college, and then my mouth went nuts.

I blame hormones.

I have three molars on the right side of my mouth that are just about more filling than tooth, and the big one in the center used to be very sensitive to cold liquids and such, but then I got more used to it. For the last week or so, the sensitivity has been back, but the tingling's in a very different spot (feels like it's "inside" the tooth). And it also does it when I bite into something.

I put my tongue back there and it feels rough. I hope that thing doesn't need to be redrilled & refilled. That's my least favorite thing ever.

I need to find something fun to do tonight. I managed to completely waste yesterday evening, by finishing The Da Vinci Code, then wasting a billion hours on lj, then working on my tank top while watching Super Millionaire.

If I'm selected to be on Super Millionaire, I should get my call tomorrow. Cross your fingers. Had I been on last night, I would have won at least $100,000 easily. With that, I could get out of debt, and put a down payment on a decent house. Not too shabby.

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Whenever I see anyone who lists their age as in the 1980s, I freak out and feel old.

[EDIT] Birthdate. I meant birthdate!

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Was going to post this about 8 hours ago, but the electric flashed during one of the many storms we've had this evening and the computer died. I was too lazy to turn it back on.

Anyway...the Ladyfest Ohio lineup can be found here. I can't believe I considered not going to this. $50 for all weekend (including a Betty's discount). I think I know what I'm doing Memorial Day weekend!

Now however, my hands are killing me. I'm on dpns now for the tank top from hell. This thing should be done this week. Never mind the fact that I'm not behind on my one square a week program for my cousin's wedding afghan. I've got all the complicated stuff left on that right now and my hands can't deal with it precisely at this moment. So I'm starting my next book: Larry's Party by Carol Shields. And going to bed. Early meetings in the morning. And thunderstorms now. Hooray.