Shattered Sun

So, I was wearing my pretty new purple tank top and I had a pen explode on me. Well, sorta explode. All of a sudden I was wearing splotches of ink on my not-so-pretty shirt, hands, and notepad! I had to have my coworker cut the top tank top off so that I could not look like a total fool on the way home! I can’t believe it! I :sweetheart: that shirt set. It was beautiful, I tell ya. Now I have a plain purple tank top. That was just the tip of my day, too! I can’t really tell you, but trust me when I mention that customs sucks to deal with, shipments suck, faxes to Hong Kong suck, and I get to do it all over again tomorrow! (It’s not that bad, I’m just whining today.)

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