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Let me get your opinion on this. Have you ever had such a bad day that you were sure that a message was being screamed at you but you couldn't figure it out? Maybe I'm just thickheaded. I will describe the following occurences which took place Wednesday.
I was woken up by a the sound of a loud crash just outside my window. I jumped out of bed and looked outside to see my patio furniture trying to commit suicide by attempting to jump over the balcony. I went out on to the patio to rescue it from the apparent windstorm and realized that I had left the patio umbrella open, which was attached to the table. Although the umbrella and was now broken and inverted it waws still somehow propelling my heavy glass and wrought iron table over the balcony. Additionally, the lattice work that I spent weeks designing with vines, a golden apple and other various decor (a makeshift altar to Eris) then came loose from the patio wall from the bottom and started smacking into me from across the patio. OUCH! So I had to stop rescuing the table for a minute to yank the LARGE lattice work down and bring it inside. I was then finally able to get patio furniture back over the balony and bring it indoors. Bruised and beaten, I proceeded to calm myself and get ready for work.
After stopping at my grocery store for breakfast (chicken salad?) I arrived at my office and began eating and checking my email. The chicken salad was in my mouth for about three seconds when I realized that it was completely spoiled, mayo, chicken and all. I will not go into any further detail because the memories are enough to send me into the bathroom, face in toilet.
I then went out to my car get something else to eat and saw that someone had run into my Jeep! There were huge scrape marks on the front of my car and of course the driver left without a note (as would I!).
When I finally got home from this miserable day and I decided to relax in front of the TV. However, it seems that my cable was not functioning because the patio table had smashed into my satellite dish and therefore misaligned the signal.
That about wraps up the day's occurences. I am glad that things weren't any worse, no was was maimed or killed, etc. But come on, what was all that about? If I could at least piece together a sensible message, it would make me feel a little better.
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