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Monday |
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I made the last of the tea around 1:30 a.m., one more item to run out today, Sarah was already asleep. I cut a lotus buddha fella out from the jotted upon cardboard backing of a longago legal pad and set him up in the empty teabox and placed him in the fridge. I thought she'd find it funny. Because I didn't get to sleep till 5 I slept through breakfast. I woke long enough to hear Sarah's terse goodbye. Later I found the little OHNO man on the kitchen floor, obviously stomped. House a mess, never any food, Sarah's upset, what's a boy to do? Don't be fooled by the containers in the refrigerator--all they contain is rotting curry. |
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