The having matching underwear and cute hair apparently isn't a good omen for me. It just means I will endure a horrible day with matching underwear and cute hair.
Though, the matching underwear could come in handy if I decided to, like, you know, jump out my office window.
I work on the first floor. Dammit.
I am not cut out for this whole Believing-In-Signs business.
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