oops. speaking of a disfunctional

oops. speaking of a disfunctional brain. the whole reason I came back here was for an orthadontist appointment. and! I forgot all about it and missed it. tsk. tsk. I should’ve been able to predict that but wouldn’t even have realised if mumm hadn’t rang and said “how’d your teeths go?” just like that. well, I called them, and they’d a cancellation tomorrow, so it’s okay. if I can get there.. it’s all the way on the other side of town.
i’ll look up the bus route right now, while I think of it.
okay. buses go by there every 10minutes.
okay, Sarah’s going to drive me.