A Good Day.
Yesterday was somewhat suboptimal, and faintly melodramatic. A number of innocent boxes sacrificed themselves to my boot in payment for the world generally not being nice to me. This practice was curtailed when I accidentally kicked a box I’d packed full of books.
The moral of this is not to kick boxes, because some of them will hurt your foot.
To celebrate the first day of febuary, and therefore the first day of 2004 where the world has not been actively out to get me, I did this:
#busy doing nothing, working the whole day though…