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We went to Chinese for dinner last night. They had chopsticks there, yeah, but I didn't bother to ask for them or look for them so I ate with fork and knife instead. Then while I'm eating my orange peel chicken, *CHOMP*, I bit down a little hard on the fork and chipped my tooth. That worried Star and had her checking her food for tooth bits for a few moments. I couldn't believe I'd chipped my tooth so easily until I got home and looked in the mirror. Yup, a mean little chunk is missing from my front tooth. What bugs me most is that now I have these new sharp edges on my tooth that seem intent on scratching the hell out of the rest of my mouth. I'm half-tempted to use my Dremel tool for some home dentistry as soon as I get back to my apartment.