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Sunday, October 4, 2009

Press Puddle

I was over at my boyfriend's home. He had a press of coffee sitting on the counter. Well I gesture a lot when I talk and I was standing near the carafe. My hand hit the press and spilled it all over the counter. I wasn't actually drinking this coffee so I don't know what it was.