Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Walking on Broken Glass
It’s the end of the world as I know it.  

That’s right. You heard it here first.  And I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news.

While in the midst of a sleepy stupor, I broke my full length mirror.  If you’re thinking this story sounds familiar, it’s because I broke one about a month ago.  Both times, I walked into it, and it fell forward, glass side down and shattered.

So now I’m up to 14 years of bad luck.  It feels like I’m walking on broken glass.  Speaking of which, I should go sweep that up now.


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