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From jlsjlsjls, tommdroid and undoubtedly others:

( disturbing, considering my lack of faith in astrology )

Today was one of those days I just couldn't get out of bed. I think I took a harder beating than anticipated at fencing, and woke up sore and exhausted. I was so tired I left my purse at home, a real feat considering the thing is practically an extra limb when I leave the house :/

Fun-filled day: at work we took a mini-tour of the building we'll be moving into before the end of the year. Also did some spinning on the hamster wheel of documentation (don't ask).

Inexplicably I got to work early and so got home early, but I am still little above crawling the ground. Going to start to pack for the trip tonight, because if I wait until tomorrow I will surely forget socks or deodorant or some silly thing.

wtf?

Folding laundry only to find that one black tank top and one navy hoodie have somehow come into contact with bleach.

They were old so it's not tragic, but I'm just wondering how it happened - the last time I used bleach was 2 weeks and at least 3 laundry loads ago!