It was 38 degrees here today. So it was another chance to wear my favourite blue dress (which you may recall from 6 of 365TTSM) and enjoy tropical fruit. So I decided to eat half a mango (very neatly with a spoon, with little cubes cut in it to aid neatness of eating) while taking a break from writing an essay, and watching a documentary on how the world is going to end and we're all going to die. Well, I was quite concerned about the whole world ending scenario until a piece of mango somehow managed to leap from the plate on my lap to the front of my dress. Now I'll need to wash it and expose myself to the nagging washing machine bleep again (8 of 365TTSM). It's tough about the imminent end of our comfortable western lives, but I've got more irritating issues to deal with.
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