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Monday, May 02, 2005

Latte-cide

If I were ever going to commit a crime, I think today would be the day. I have successfully burned the tips of my fingers on my right hand to the point where I think my fingerprints are officially gone. The good people at the Bucks prepared for me a nice hot drink this morning and sealed the lid on tightly, too. Unfortunately, it seems when you grab the cup buy the rim? The lid'll pop off and you'll be so concerned about not letting it fall that you'll hold tighter, causing more coffee to spill out; and you won't think to put it down until you're out of the car and able to walk away from it and collect yourself before you go back and deal with the mess. Like you're in a fight.

Oh, and by the way? OOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW.