May 21, 2009 18:51
Dear big freaking shards of wicker:
You didn't need to go and do that, you know.
I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention to you. But now you've gone and hurt me too. I was just trying to put the stupid sourdough loaves in your basket and then all of a sudden I was bleeding and crying. I don't think I deserved a big piece of wicker right under the fingernail. And now I can't type very well. You suck lots and you made a vaugely crappy day suck lots.
-Jessica