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Yesterday was a sad day. As I was scurrying around trying to leave work to get on with my mission I dropped my mug on the tile floor and it shattered into many, many pieces. That's what I get for trying to be a good person by washing the coffee ring out of my mug every evening. You'll remember said mug from my December 2nd post as it was the sole decoration in my cubicle. What was worse was our publisher was walking around the corner when it happened.
"Well I hope that wasn't your favorite mug. Heheheh," He said as he breezed by me on my hands and knees.
I muttered a "What can you do" as I swept up the pieces in my hands. But you know what? That was my favorite mug you big jerk!
This morning I went online and bought the exact same mug. I will not feel complete until it arrives. Why? Because I'm lame that's why. I'm lame, and I'm a klutz.
posted at 6:49 PM
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