My room smells like salmon and capsicum and spring onion.
I...should not be allowed to be responsible for actual meals, people. *facepalm*
Also, I had the weirdest day at work. Srsly. Like, freakishly good luck. I must have been imagining it, right, Jules? Like...confirmation bias? I just. It was weird. But, surely some mix of projection
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