Sunday, January 25, 2004

The tip of a butter knife shattered the glass on my coffeetable. I was just preparing to eat my very late breakfast of French toast with Strawberry syrup. I put Amelie in the vcr, and was getting ready to sit down when the knife slipped off the edge of my plate, hit the glass top of my coffee table, and it bent inward on itself and broke apart in three huge pieces. It was obviously already in distress because of the books that were sitting on top of it. So fragile, that a falling knife could destroy it, but I didn't know to be concerned.

I have been hoping not to have to take the furniture I have to my new apartment. I don't have to worry about the coffeetable, anyway...

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