-Breakfast at Panera (my fav) where I got upset that my cashier didn’t swipe my MyPanera card to give me my points. I am serious about those points, lady.
-Orthodontist said I have a beautiful bite and treated me like a 4 year old. Standard.
-Dentist told me about her eye doctor in Beverly Hills who has signed pictures of celebrity patients on the wall and name dropped Kelly Clarkson. I started making a lot of noises to communicate, as her hands were in my mouth, and then proceeded to explain that Kelly was my favorite singer (I tried to play it cool). The dentist then asked if I was dating anyone, and I did not appreciate that.
-I went to the ear/nose/throat doctor for my sinuses and the nurse commented on my horrendous, sunburned thighs. SO glad people are noticing those.
-I packed up my things and Bry accompanied me on my drive back. I dropped her off at LAX and then sang along to The Civil Wars the rest of the way. Now I am in my bed, listening to the weirdest cat ever moan and cry outside my window. HATE CATS.
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