to end off the whole bad-things-happen-after-one-another episodes the past few days involving forgetting to bring cds, wasted taxi trips, file errors and file corruptions on cds etc, i dropped my newly acquired sigg bottle, all shimmery shining and polished, down the porch stairs from the top and it clunked clunked all the way down the longest flight of stairs ever and acquired for it some scars of character. a deep slash at the bottom and several circular ones in a flowery pattern around the top.

and then later on i realised that my glue bottle's cover was off in my bag and that spilt glue all over and gave my already half dead sigg bottle terrible looking glue stains.

i take care of the bottle alright. it's just that something had to happen to end off this list of bad things happening and my hardy sigg bottle had to take the brunt.

poor thing.