I found one of the baby roaches in my coffee cup today, peaceably eating my old teabag.
At some point in the last year, I decided that I really should stop wearing shirts that display my belly. Unfortunately, I also became more squeemish; I find I can no longer navigate the American Apparal website without feeling nauseated. The easy solution is to buy from the men's side of the catalog, but I want my fitted tees.
I was washing out my cup with boiling water. The coworked next to the sink mentioned they were living in the office supplies drawer too.
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