*Hides*
6 June is traditionally, historically, personally, the most unlucky day of the year for me. So far today, I've slept through my alarm, been unable to find the hot water on the shower, cut myself horribly with the razor, broken a bowl, broken a book, gotten stuck behind the slowest driver on the face of the planet, nearly got into an accident, and been late to work.
I'm not looking forward to the rest of the day. Maybe I'll just hide under my desk and pray it doesn't collapse on top of me.
I'm not looking forward to the rest of the day. Maybe I'll just hide under my desk and pray it doesn't collapse on top of me.