It was a bad day. A lot of bad stuff happened. And I'd love to forget it all. But I don't. Not ever. Because this is what I do. Every time, every day, every second, this: On five, we're bringing down the government.

Saturday, April 07

Life

Moth-Like Eating Suspected

It looks like something's been nibbling on one of my favourite shirts - there's little holes and tears all over one of the sleeves.  It's such a nice colour and a lovely cotton/linen blend too, and I bet I won't be able to replace - [checks online] - well, I guess for $10 the moths can have that one; I've got two more on the way.

Gotta love online clothes shopping.

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