You know the day is irredeemable when you leave work at your lunch hour, only to find that one of your wheels has gone flat, punctured by a nail. And that the tire rim has adhered to the wheel by the accumulation of dirt and rust. And that the tire place doesn't know how good the patch-up is going to be, even after they've done it.
It's so hot, though, that I haven't even put the tire back on the car yet. I figure the stupid gel donut should be okay, at least for a while.
I am listening to Komeda's early album, the Swedish one, and trying to convince myself that I really want to do my homework.
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