It happens to everyone really. And there is no point in feeling bad
about it, but I just cannot help it. I screwed up…badly. It is not like it’s
the first time, but I am fed up with it. A moment of clumsiness and Snow White’s
jewel-encrusted laptop smells like broccoli soup. Is it really my fault that I
got ensnared in the long cable running through the middle of our room? Well,
kind of, since I put it there for my own selfish internet-craving needs. At
least I wasn’t about to eat garlic or onion soup. That could have led to my
bloody and gruesome demise. Thank god I am seriously into broccoli.
Let’s not beat around the bush, accidents/shirt (with no R) happen. It
is just the universe’s way of reminding you that you are her plaything and she
has you where she wants you – in trouble with a mighty scary princess. You will
find out if I manage to escape imminent death if I post something next week. By
then I think I am going to try to lay low.
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