It Just Don't Quit

The property manager for our building was by on Friday while I was at work and has had a look at the damage (and hopefully smelled the funk - god it reeks in here) to the ceiling.  Apparently there will be contact about having this repaired.  I won't hold my breath.

I'm on vacation now.

Last night my crown fell out of my face so my smile is fucked up looking as the peg is horrible looking.  If nothing else I am finally able to properly clean that side of my teeth.

Things are still covered with dust and crap in here.