fortunately...
...I am not superstitious and do not believe in omens, cause if I did, man, it's going to be a bad day. First, I fell in the shower. That's only the second time I've ever fallen in the shower, and the last time was in sixth grade. I remember it well because I'd burned myself on some soup and had a big blister on my hand...fell and landed on that hand. Suffice it to say, no more blister.
About 30 seconds after I got up, swearing and muttering, the shower curtain falls on me. Then, when I got out, my glasses fell off my desk and that pesky right lens popped out.
I hate mornings.
About 30 seconds after I got up, swearing and muttering, the shower curtain falls on me. Then, when I got out, my glasses fell off my desk and that pesky right lens popped out.
I hate mornings.