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[perspicacious]

Okay. So today's not been the best of days. For a number of reasons, starting about twenty-five hours ago. The crowning glory? My french press just committed suicide. No, really, it leaped off the draining rack (where it has been since last night) and onto the floor, without any provocation, and shattered. Now there WILL NOT BE COFFEE TOMORROW, on top of everything else.

I could use a good hug. This is one of those times when living alone, much as I really do love it most of the time, kinda sucks.