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Today I broke my favorite coffee cup. It was a huge one, one from the Starbucks City collection - China, which I know isn't a city, but it was still huge. I could make lots of tea and not have to go for a refill for a while. The cup was wet and so were my hands and it shattered quite impressively on the tile floor of the kitchen.

Fare thee well, China coffee mug. You were a good mug.

In other news, roommate told me last night there might be a horse waiting for us on the path floor this morning.

Oh joy. *brings waders*