thursday

bad things come in threes.

1. the crotch of my favorite pants ripped out and i spent 15 min. hiding in a closet at work while i sewed them back up.

2. i set the microwave in fire in the break room, nuking something i've nuked the same way a million times.

3. the crotch of my pants ripped out again (though not in the same place as my previous mending job).

verdict? i went out for lunch and i need some new pants.



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