I put together my lunch. And when I am cutting up my apple (why would I eat an apple whole? Am I a utensil-less hobo?), I drop half of that fucker in the sink. Without fail.
You'd think if have figured out a better way to deal with this, but no. I keep beating my head against this particular brick wall.
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Day 5 without the internet. I feel like I'm getting dumber.
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