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I feel like poop and spent most of the day wrapped in a cuddly blanket and browsing pinterest. I did have a burst of energy out of a desire to take a shower in a clean shower. I nearly killed us all by mixing cleaners. This is the fault of soap scum, the giant irony of the bathroom--residue that gets left behind while making us all "clean." So I got my clean shower, but I did in fact use soap. Curses.
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