SIGH.

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Yesterday during a meeting, I somehow managed to cut my finger on a chair (yeah, I don’t know), bleed all over my notebook, and in an effort to get a paper towel, trip over a “wet floor” sign, knocking it over.
I think it’s probably safe to say that my bosses are now aware of my [...]

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This afternoon I breathed a sigh of relief as I stood in the Honda parking lot and opened my car door with a simple pull of the handle. You see, Friday night Josh pissed himself off royally by yanking too hard on my driver-side door handle and breaking it to the point that [...]

Continue to: I can handle it. (Get it? Handle? HAR HAR.)

This:

Is how I started off my weekend, effectively ending my unusually long streak of driving on fully inflated tires. I have a knack for driving over sharp, pointy, or solidly planted objects, you see.
My past record includes:
-driving my high school ride (a Volvo station wagon - stylin’ , I know) home on a completely flat [...]

Continue to: Currently driving on a scary skinny spare