I don't expect any assasination attempts today, but man -- this ides of March has really gotten off to a rough start.
First, I shear off a nipple ... no, I wasn't trying to shave my chest or anything -- I was trying to true my wheel for camp this weekend. Turns out, the nipples are pretty well corroded to the rim, and as I tried to twist one, it completely shattered. Crap.
Then, I have a fight with my new haircut, and spend way too long in front of the mirror trying to fix it. I hate my hair -- always have -- and the current incarnation isn't much better than the do-nothing look I had when I was 11 years old. Only this time, it's in vogue and I paid for it.
I really hope bad things only happen in threes, because when I got to work the elevator was still broken. My legs are a bit stuffed from so much riding lately, so crawling up to the 4th floor was a bit of a chore. (Remember, industrial 4th floor, not residential -- VERY tall floors.) My luck seemed to change, though, once I got upstairs -- the door was already opened, so I didn't need to dig out my keys!
OK, I'm done. Time to get this day going.
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