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Accidents

got a lil cut when the bead i was drilling got caught in the bit. i watched as my white bead turn a few shades of pink, only then i realised...

else, who can possibly resist a work place with such rich values. strict garbage sorting, hand written reminders to be conscious of electrical consumption, fair trade coffee, organic milk, 4 stretch breaks, morning tea, ipods in place of ear plugs...

you name it.

the eating area was communal and very cosy. not that i socialised because i wasnt sure if i had aced it. i spent the last minutes of my lunch break on the roof, engrossed in the scene revealed behind my paperback.

and yes i am a sucker.
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