March 17th, 2010


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Doing last-minute packing for my Bay Area flight in the AM. Should already be asleep to leave the house at 5am, but decide to move some grocery bags of non-perishables so my roommate doesn't have to look at them for 5 days. One of them breaks and not one but two jars of pasta sauce fall out. One breaks a bit; the other shatters. Kitchen looks more like crime scene than kitchen; CSI would have a lot of fun with splatter patterns. One shard of glass cuts my foot; luckily no more than a small paper cut.

I'm a bit wound up now, but at least the kitchen is both clean and nice-smelling. Time to finish packing now. G'night!